Tuesday, 31 January 2017
I Love America! (Likely about Part 25)
So had to pick up a friend at the airport yesterday. Decided to wait in the Cell Phone Lot.
Wow, what a difference a country makes.
In Toronto, the Cell Phone is, let's say, more bare bones, where you wait in a gravel parking lot. With the sign "No Services!" (I added the "!" but they might have well as added, "You're lucky you get this!".
Okay, it doesn't really look like this.
But it does look like this!
So in Florida, not only can you wait for your friend's flight, they have a gas station and a 7-11.
You can go to the can, buy a Slurpee, have a massage (I think that's called a Happy Landing), get your car washed and buy a bunch of stuff.
They also have all the departures and arrivals displayed on screens in the 7-11.
So what happens if you go to the Cell Phone Lot and you don't have a cell phone?
No problem!
And what happens if you go to the Cell Phone Lot and you're not drunk?
Also no problem!
Personally I prefer fresh water, not just fresh tasting.
"Ha ha, Got ya! We just spray Febreze in it."
Maybe this pic was taken in the Toronto lot....
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great way to operate
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