adventures at lax

after three hours in the international terminal, I decide that I’ve has all the fun that can be had by trying to simulaneously brush up on languages that I never really knew in the first place while playing the game where you make up stories about passerbyers. so I decide to see what sort of excitement can be had over in the terminal 4. the answer? none. apparently they don’t want you doing anything in that terminal because you have to go straight through security and you’re only options post-security are a friday’s and a burger king. upon considering all the bad things that could happen to my psyche if I sat in either of those establishments for four hours, I decide that it would be more fun to sit outside between the two terminals and watch planes take off while wondering what the recommended daily allowance of jet fumes might be.

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