My flight out of Islip was delayed for weather. Once we hit the gate in Atlanta, I had two minutes before my connecting flight to Salt Lake was to leave. Needless to say, I didn’t quite make it. I hate the Atlanta Airport. I always have. I have yet to have a connection in Atlanta where first and second legs were both in the same terminal. (Try running with two kids in a double strolle, with all their carry-on, plus your own across 2 concourses. Not fun.)
So they put me up in a Comfort Suites. Not the nicest place, but it is a bed. Up at 5:30 to get my shuttle back to the airport. Now waiting for seat confirmation. I want to be on this flight. I am ready to be home. It is funny, I can complain about the noise the kids make…all the time….at home. But these trips bring home to me that I wouldn’t want it any other way. The quiet of the hotel gets to me. I love being able to sit down and have one of the kids to talk to. I love in the morning have Olivia come into my office, give me a hug, and ask for breakfast. I love talking computer games with with boys, or playing Go with Taylor. I love having Adrienne next to me. I miss her the most. It will be good to be back home.
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1 Justin Haygood // Feb 2, 2008 at 12:40 pm
Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport does have one nice thing: the trains run between the concourses. Why run between them when you can just ride the train?
2 jottley // Feb 4, 2008 at 11:04 am
I just missed the train. The Train isn’t the problem though. It is the logistics. My flights have not only been in different concourses. They have also been at the very end of the concourses. They should redo the concourses and add the “moving sidewalks” like they have in Denver. That would help a lot.
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