Monday, June 11, 2007
Fetal Steve Goes to Detroit
Detroit has a much larger airport than I had initially realized. Airports of this size are always dealing with getting people from place to place quickly and efficiently, utilizing trams, moving walkways, escalators, and everything else. Never before, though, had I seen a magic tunnel. That’s right—a magic tunnel! The walls flash different lights while odd music plays in the background. Everyone knows that no one can hear you scream in space, but if sound could travel in space, I’m pretty sure the tunnel sounds just like what space would sound like.
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O'Hare in Chicago had an even more magical looking tunnel, if memory serves me right. Neon lights all along the ceiling in a weird, linear pattern, lots o' colors and such. Maybe had to do with the blues?
It is a weird tunnel, but one comes to appreciate it when one has a long layover after no sleep, and has to drag carry-ons and self through more than once.
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