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| Off to a rough start.
Thanks partially to my dawdling and partially to crosstown traffic, I
succeeded in missing the train to BOston on the morning of the 2nd.
The train was scheduled to leave at 8:30, and I arrived at Penn
Station at 8:35. The train was probably still in the station,
but they had already taken it off the board. The next train
would have put me in Boston at 2pm, too late for a 4:30 pushback from
Logan Airport. |
| The Boston Terminal E is a
mixture of beauty and the beast. The ticketing & departures
section is magnificent. |
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| Once you are through the
security procedures, you are stuck in a low-ceilinged dark waiting
area, with grey ceilings and uncomfortable furniture. I
guess they want you to be happy to be leaving. |
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| The
Frankfurt Airport is an interesting mixture of textures that look
lethal to the touch. Unfortunately my digital camera batteries
died after my second photo of these massively brutal lighting fixtures |
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| Lots of indirect reflected
light. |
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| Whoever managed the branding
and continuity for Austrian Airlines did a very good job. |
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