For many years I have loved to travel. There was just something about it that I loved. The sound of jet engines throttled to maximum output has always been exciting to me.
Even now, as I walk the corridors of the Tom Bradley Terminal at Los Angeles International Airport, I love watching the hustle and bustle of airline operation. The artistry of planes moving in and out of gates, baggage flying swiftly off the conveyor belt to the awaiting attendant. There's just something about this place.
As my parents dropped me off at the terminal, they recalled when there was only one story of parking at LAX. They would bring me down to LAX just to watch the planes take off and land. That was a long time ago as you can imagine – you know what I'm talking about – the days when you didn't have to be strip searched to go to a gate. Ah…memories. I guess that's why I love the airport so much, it is just in my blood!
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