Red Hurts

To me, the airport's a wind-up toy. If you look at it like a gigantic wheel, it curves around an inner garage which itself encircles (and this isn't on any map) a taxicab overflow parking lot. From there you walk through a labyrinth of concrete pillars marked E20 and E21 (in Area E (blue) Level 1) to a moving sidewalk taking you to the airport elevator, Level G. You go up to Level 1 (Arrivals / Baggage Claim) and get your mail at the U.S. Post Office at Column C-116. Then you proceed to United Claim Area 6 where the Employees' Cafeteria is tucked away, have some Raisin Bran & Corn Flakes, then continue to an escalator at C-102 and go up to Level 2 (Departures / Ticketing). Marching briskly along, past lines of people moving through various security protocols, you cross through a covered bridge via a moving sidewalk into the International Terminal, where Level 2 has become ground-level Arrivals! From here, you take an escalator up to Level 3 (Departures), buy a newspaper and cup of coffee, take an escalator to Level 4 and ride the 2-car AirTrain Red Line to Terminal 1, descend a staircase into the parking garage Level 5 (because the bridge into the terminal hasn't been built or even begun), take an elevator to Level 1, a moving sidewalk to what has become Level B, go up to Level 2 (Departures / Tickets) to a Burger King (actually hidden inside another cafeteria) and buy a breakfast sandwich (because by this time you're hungry again), then retrace your most recent path, eventually emerging from a moving sidewalk tunnel into the garage (Area B (orange) Level 1) and return through a labyrinth of concrete pillars marked B8 and B9 to the taxicab overflow parking lot (in the center, not on any map), winding it all up.


Trends and Everyday Events in

the Early Twenty-First Century

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Richard Ames Hart

Saturday 19 April 2003