NYC..........pt 2

Do you remember those not so terrifying end of the world movies? They usually started in some terrible place where some bad chain of events would begin and not end for two painful hours. I never thought they were actually scary until I flew into LGA. After deplaning and ascending the jet bridge I found cinematic hell. I was certain that the grey and drab interior still styled from the 80's surely contained at least 3 terrorist and 2 biological threats. I felt with each turn of my neck, the camera was panning to conversation after conversation of sketchy people talking in languages that made them seem "up to something". It was cold and dirty inside. Everyone that didn't look suspicious was packed so tight into the terminal that they might as well of been passing the deadly disease from mouth to mouth. I will never be able to sit through another one of those flicks without reminding myself that the next time I go to NYC fly into Kennedy ONLY!