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In Atlanta Airport

While taking a stop-over my timepiece ticks . . . meant to stand up already to enable my entry to the aircraft. It seems passengers abound with their carry-on bags Men and women alike in a hurry to get inside. Other gates seem busy too calling passengers to board. Some have problems to resolve to get a seat and be part of the group. The weather holds no promise at all that those aircrafts can fly soon. Rains and thunderstorms threaten all kinds of transportation. One, two, three . . . counting the time of waiting no certainty as yet. While everyone shows restlessness, conversation via mobile phone takes place. Some seem quiet and unperturbed Some read, eat and chat with others. It's a real experience, another episode that describes procrastination of any flight scheduled to take off.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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