When I made the flight reservations we had no information about the travel plans for any of Nina’s family. They all live (relatively) close and would all be driving to Erlanger, Kentucky. We would be the only ones flying. As a result, I made the reservations for an early flight from Salt Lake City on Friday morning and a late flight back on Monday evening to make sure we were here for the “full family experience.” So, here we are waiting at the Cincinnati / Northern Kentucky airport with about three hours before we board our flight. Delta charges $150 per ticket to change the flight schedule (unless the change is their fault or because of weather), consequently changing to a different, earlier flight is not a real option.
We’re sitting in the food court. There’s a reasonable selection available including McDonalds, Chic-fil-A, Sbarros, and even an Outback Steakhouse. The big question of the moment is how to plan food for the rest of the day. We can have something now, then buy something to take with us on the airplane for later. We can wait and have a bigger meal and let that suffice for the day. We also can get something here and then something in the Salt Lake area when we get there. It’s another example of the “tyranny of choice.” Too many choices cause decision paralysis. Here we have 7 reasonable food choices and three possibilities of consumption. If my math hasn’t failed me, that yields 20 possible known choices with an almost unlimited number of unknown choices. It’s the unknowns that get us. I’m very often giving up a current choice in the possibility of a better choice in the future just to find that the future choice options are suboptimal. So, I’ll let Nina choose.
She’s checking out the bookstore here on Concourse B at the airport. Our son James flew in and out of this airport many times and probably can describe in detail everything available here in the center of the concourse. I’ve flown through here several times as well and my impression is of how much the airport has grown over the years. There was a time I avoided the Cincinnati Airport from October through May because ice storms would shut this airport down for days at a time. That hasn’t happened in a number of years so either they’re much better at handling the ice or the rumored climate change is happening.
People watching is fun, though. Lots of interesting people wander (and sometimes run) through airports. Some are arriving, most are leaving. The only choice out of the Pocatello Airport is to fly to Salt Lake City. The ticket data shows that 96% of the people who board the airplane in Pocatello get on another airplane out of Salt Lake City within two hours of arriving in Salt Lake from Pocatello. I wonder what the statistics are for this airport?
Ta ta for now!