Rmx

I'm travelling United Airlines from GRU (São Paulo) to Washington Dulles (IAD) airport in a few weeks and I've read horrible things about the usually looooong immigration and customs lines at IAD. As I'll have only about 1h30 between my arrival (flight is scheduled to land at 6:52 am) and the departure of my connecting flight to JFK, I'm starting to worry about missing the flight.

jani

Abu Dhabi is not one of the world's great airports by any measure, but its quirky terminal seemed downright snazzy after the swirling chaos of DEL. Midnight is rush hour at AUH, but I had no problems snagging a seat from where I could contemplate the utterly bizarre mushroom-shaped spout of lime green and blue tiling that dominates the terminal, although any notions of Zen serenity were blasted out of the water by the endless loop of really, really loud trilingual announcements about vol eh-ygrec trois-trois-cinq a Casablanca or whereever.

jani

Unusually enough, I was looking forward to the airport more than the flight itself: this marked my first visit to the spanking new Singapore Changi Terminal 3, officially opened just a week earlier. Aviation geek that I am, I'd already had a sneak peek in the pre-opening "open house", but this was my first time venturing into airside.

Bill-on-the-Hill

OK, so here begins the much-delayed blogging of a 25th-wedding-anniversary trip to Italy, participants in which were my wife, our two college-student sons, the World's Greatest Mother-In-Law (hereinafter WGMIL), and of course, myself.