Random Musings of a Caffeinated Insomniac

Wow

I found a funny website called sleepinginairports.com, and while perusing the rating for the Cincinnati airport, I came across a little gem that struck even me as slightly blasphemous. The reviewer was a Delta crew person who was working stand-by, and so had to sleep at the airport. Her advice? The chapel. "The pews are a liitle short but better than the floor. There is usually a prayer rug to cover up with if you get desperate."
Somehow, I think even I would balk at using a prayer rug as a blanket. Besides, it can't be too comfortable...

And this story just sounds like something Nick would do. It's about the Lexington, KY airport, so I was suspicious, but it was actually signed...
March 2005 - Actually living in Lexington less than 5 minutes from the airport, having flown out of the airport many times, I decided it would be fun to spend the night. I arrived at 9:30pm and staked out my spot in the main hall ner the display cases at what I refer to as the "Business" section, since the TV there is always on CNN/FN, which is right near the bathrooms and the vending machines. I brought some bed sheets to put on the armless cushioned "benches" but having discovered they were replaced by couches, I immediately crapped myself, thinking this will be just like home. The Cafe and gift shop closed at 10pm and as the activity started to wind down, the last announcement was made around 10:30pm. I began to set up my bed, flipped the TV over to the local news, set my alarm and went to bed. My alarm went off at 6am and the airport was just beginning to come to life for the morning flights. The first announcement of the day was made shortly after I woke up and surprisingly I got a solid 7 hours of uninterupted sleep. As I suspected, the airport is almost as good as a hotel. Security did not bother me at all, however they did ask what I was doing. I gave them a bogus story and they went about their business."

Of course, they say things (good or bad) come in threes, so here's the third (and possibly funniest) thing I learned on sleepinginairports.com- Hooters Air. That's right- Hooters (the restraunt of choice for horny straight guys who aren't getting any) has an airline.

Posted by Jenn at October 28, 2005 05:04 AM