Comparing the crowd at Denver International Airport with my recent post about the crowd on the Metro bus in Seattle ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, the smell of coffee, especially stale machine drip coffee, evoked "travel" for me. Because the only time I smelled the stuff was when I was in an airport, a diner, or a motel.

Today, it's the taste of Starbucks Green Tea Frap, that make me feel like I'm travelling, because about the only time I buy one is when I'm at an airport