Airport and Coffee

Here I am at the airport, rather tired, trying to ice my insulin and enjoy some coffee (and, apparently, blog). Starbucks isn't my favorite coffee in the world (I know, as a former barista I'm being traitorous), but it works perfectly fine at 6:00 in the morning. I'd rather not be at the airport at 6:00 in the morning, especially since my flight doesn't leave until 11:15, but let me explain why I am here (along with other misadventures of the morning).

My flight leaves at 11:15, but Will's leaves at 7:00. So, instead of doing the logical thing and dropping him off this morning with the intention to return to the airport closer to my flight time (which we didn't think of 'till we were both already here), I arrived with him at 4:30. And have been here ever since.

Nobody else was really here at 4:30 -- most particularly, there were no staff here at 4:30. So we waited around for them to arrive, and checked Will in at about 5:00 or so. Since he still had a few hours until his flight, he agreed to go down to the next terminal with me so that I could check in (so we could spend more time together, but also because my bag feels like it's about 200 lbs, and I wanted him to carry it for me :) ). So, anyway, I'm flying Air Canada, but here at the Salt Lake City airport I had to check in with United -- the only place that had a queue practically out the door.

To make a long story short, we waited (quite a long time, really, partly because there were many passengers about to miss their flight to California, and were thus allowed to skip through the line ahead of us), and then got me checked in (a process much more chaotic than it sounds now). Will went to his gate, and I went through mine, which brings us to the present at which I'm sipping coffee and trying to keep my insulin fresh underneath a mound of ice in a Starbucks cup.

And, in five hours, I'll be on my way to Chicago, after which I'll be on my way to Montreal, and then (finally) on my way to London. Seeing as how there are 24 hours in between now and London, I'll most likely see fit to spend some more empty time blogging about other airport experiences and random things no one else cares to know. :)

Cheers.