Thursday, March 29, 2007
Alone in the airport
Detroit, MI, March 2007 [Click for greater refreshment]
On my way to San Francisco, I had a 6-and-a-half hour layover in the Detroit airport. If you have to be stuck in an airport somewhere, this place in the middle of the night isn't a half-bad piece of real estate. The terminal is mostly new and fairly state-of-the-art. There are two main concourses connected by a funky tunnel that runs underneath the tarmac between the gates. It's huge, clean, bright, and for much of the time I was there, as quiet as a mausoleum.
So I found a spot at the end of one of the massive halls and tried to catch some sleep in a chair. Note to airport designers: if you're not going to add cots or lounges, the least you could do is install chairs that make it easy to recline and nap. End whining.
After an hour, I realized that the sleep thing wasn't going to pan out. My sense of logic was telling me that falling asleep in the middle of a strange place in Detroit wasn't the smartest thing to do when I was carrying enough technology to start my own research lab.
So I started to wander and shoot. I'll post a few scenes from the airport in the days to come, but I wanted to kickstart the festivities with this image. It exemplifies how I was feeling at 3:31 a.m. I was thirsty, but not so thirsty that I couldn't first plunk my juice can down on the pristine and deserted floor, get right down on the floor next to it and take a print ad-worthy shot. I thought it would stand out from the usual kind of travel pictures. Or maybe I was so tired then that I wasn't thinking much at all (no jokes, Mom. I'm being self-deprecating here.)
Either way, this picture works for me. Until the SunPac people call me and ask me to take it down because it represents a misuse of their intellectual property.
And if they do, I'm switching to another brand. Watch me.
Your turn: What picture of food and/or drink do you want me to post next?