Indianapolis needs its own airline. Certainly, the new airport is beautiful. It makes the travel experience better in almost every way. But could we have spent the billion or so dollars needed to construct the new edifice to buy our own carrier replete with an abundance of direct flights? On a day when I didn’t need to leave the house before 4:30 a.m. to make an astonishingly early first leg of a flight to Boston, I might be more reasonable in my assessment of our local travel options. Certainly, those who are dedicated to such matters work hard to give us as much choice as possible and make Indy an attractive alternative to airlines both major and minor. Yet sitting in a filthy and over-used hub waiting for yet again another connection, one is justified in expressing frustration. With each point on the map, the chance of lost luggage, missed connection and weather delay increases. But, we can take stock that our mileage reward miles rack-up faster when our flight home from DC stops off in Cleveland.
I might appreciate the found time to work on a column, clean-up e-mail or explore the newsstand; but in acrowded and odiferous terminal, one’s mind wonders. It might be noted that in the dizzying array of magazines for sale, two tout covers featuring the Obama’s with none of the Romney’s (incidentally, USA Today’s online version’s headline page uses the name 11 times versus 2 for his challenger). It becomes apparent that food knows few boundaries regarding whether pizza, popcorn or Italian beef sandwiches are a good choice at 6 a.m. But mostly, I note the long lines of folks already in transit awaiting attention from the beleaguered barista. I am holding out for lobster in the Boston hub – if I ever get there!