LAX Sucks

LAX sucks. I dare you to find a worst airport. We had to wait to disembark the plane because no one had moved the walkway over. Then we had to wait to go to the terminal because the airport is so dang big that you have to ride a shuttle bus to get from the place the airplane drops you off and the terminal. Customs is a puzzle. We had to wait in a long line where three different people looked at our form and waved us through. Three people in the space of 50 feet. What, just in case the first two managed to miss the parrot you're smuggling, the third can (literally, given the distance) jump right in? Makes no sense. We also had to wait FOREVER for our luggage because the conveyor belt was broken. Well, it wasn't broken, you see, some luggage was just caught on it, but the people who work at the baggage carosel expressed profound ignorance of how to fix it or who to call to get it fixed. They work at the baggage carousel, for heaven's sakes! Isn't that their job? Anyway, one eventually climbed inside and unjammed it but it took like twenty minutes after that to collect all of our luggage. Then we sent off in search of terminal 8. Despite what the map says, there is only an entrance labeled terminal seven. To get to terminal 8, you have to go through terminal seven. Not that this is ever clear. Oh, and none of the terminals connect (except, oddily, 7 and 8), so you have to go outside and walk around forever until you find your terminal. to get into the terminal, you must complete the security walk of death, which actually wasn't too bad due to the poor man running the 1 metal detector who was constantly repeating "You need your boarding pass and nothing metal." At one point he did mix it up by announcing to the line that 1) there was but one line so keep it single-file and 2)cell phones DO have metal in them, so please do not clear one in your hand and try to pass through the metal detector. I kind of felt a little bad for him. What he was saying was not rocket science, but only half the people were listening so he had to keep repeating himself.

You may not know this, but terminal 8 has a newstand, a Starbucks, a hamburger place, and a bar. All of these places close at 10 pm. It's an airport!!! There are flights coming and going at all hours of the day and night. So we're starving, alone, and sleeping on those black airport chairs.

Oh, and internet access costs ten bucks. I hope you're getting ten dollars' worth of something out of this post.

And Ambien, 10 mg? You and I have a score to settle. I demand sleep from a sleeping pill!