Michael Thiele is a woodsmith who makes musical instruments and playable furniture. He spends most of his life either in the shop or out on the road buying wood and selling his work at craft shows. In recent years, his travels have begun to inspire his own writing, so he sends me his thoughts.
Jan 15
Travel Day
Every day seems like a travel day to a roadie (that would be me). Capitalizing the “T” in the word travel means an airport is involved. Not one of my favorite places. I don’t mind flying. That’s not it. I just don’t like airports. Not any of them. Not since 911. This, I know, is a fifty cent complaint about a hundred dollar problem. Airline security is a serious issue which requires patience, cooperation and empathy toward TSA officers who get more than their fair share of flak from irritated travelers. I get it. I just don’t like it.
Don’t get me started on airport gift shop pricing for the common small candy bar. Since complementary snacks on most flights and for most fares are ancient relics these days, those who lacked the foresight to visit a convenience store en route to the airport are relegated to deciding if that Hershey bar is actually worth $4.59 plus tax. Perhaps there is a toy inside.
So, my inbound flight is delayed as is the outbound me. The family of four seated across from me in the departure gate area is still asleep. Still, because this has been the case ever since I arrived about an hour and a half ago. What are they dreaming of? Blind crabs? Rotary ear plugs? Three legged eggplants (uncooked)? Perhaps it is a collective dream. I am not at ease with any of it. Perhaps I’ll commence with ignoring them. Please excuse me for the moment. Need to shine my sneakers prior to boarding. It is strictly prohibited in flight.
Later
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