BWI
Very quick security at 9. After the cancer machine, though,
I was subjected to a secondary that consisted of a bit of
unexpected rough nipple play, speedy but slightly unpleasant.
It was a young fellow with a hairnet in the farthest right
lane, if you're interested in being handled in this way.

I hurried to the gate to see if I could get onto the earlier
flight (for a couple more beers at the club), but before me
I heard the engines rev and saw the plane head away from
the door, about 7 minutes early. No biggie, I'd be drinking
enough beers in any case.

After all that hustle, I felt rather peckish, or my blood
pressure meds had kicked in, or something, so went to the
Manchu What, where the spicy tofu is generally edible; it
was off, and the other offerings seemed unattractive. My
next choice was a slice of greasy doughy pepperoni pizza at
Mamma Ilardo's next door, but the place is shuttered! which
shows at least a little good taste on the part of the
customers at BWI airport. I thought of doing the Airspace
lounge and getting a sandwich and the wi-fi, but there
wasn't time to fully take advantage of it. McDonald's was
still serving breakfast at extortionate prices, so I
retraced to the Asian place. General's chicken looked
bizarrely glazy, and the sesame chicken didn't look quite so
sticky, so I went for that. Turns out it too was coated in
sugar syrup polluted by almost no flavoring at all - and so
I was bamboozled into eating stuff of less food value than
doughnuts, pretzels, McMuffins, or pretty much anything else
available. After which I went off to my own little corner
and minded my own beeswax until boarding, when we all piled
in and were off right on time.

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A jolly FA made the flight more pleasant. We landed on time
but had a looong wait for our gate-checked bags; one beer
worth at least. So I had time for two beers only, but as I
am known at the club, they were the 20-ozers; there was a
little tardiness boarding the next flight as a result.

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A really puny and pathetic bag of crunchy salty snacks,
which I passed on.

Took care of my biz in Boston but couldn't get out until
next day. The Airport Four Points was cheap, though, and
I need as many Sheraton stays as possible to maintain gold
status, which is supposed to get you next to nothing, but
sometimes the fancier hotels have been good to me with it.

The complimentary shuttle goes half-hourly from oh dark
hundred to noon only; after that it's by pre-arrangement
only. Make a note of it.