I try to avoid articles that are exclusively internationally driven, or even primarily international, as this one is. But it’s hard not to wonder why, after so many years of flying, the overwhelming majority of airports are such massive, closed-off vaults. Given that this is the final port of departure before passengers enter a hermetically
Almost three weeks have come and gone since the tragic crash of American Eagle Flight 5342 with a Blackhawk UH-60 near Ronald Reagan Washington International Airport (DCA), right above the Potomac River, sending the two aircraft and their 67 passengers plunging into the icy water. I visited the George Washington Memorial Parkway, about as close
I could always begin this article with, “Normally I don’t like to write about events right as they unfold”. Needless to say, like much “Breaking News” reporting, they intuitively avoid a deep analysis because any such analysis won’t age well. And I prefer thoughtful analysis over coming out with the latest scoop. Then again, I
It’s been a long time coming. But only within the last few weeks, after encountering a big sign at Dallas Fort Worth International Airport (DFW), did I achieve full awareness of a condition that has crept across the American social domain: indoor dogs everywhere. Here was my indicator: If it’s not immediately obvious, the overhead
I have seen some ridiculous site selection decisions for Starbucks over the years. The concentration of Starbucks seems to surpass McDonald’s, Subway, 7-Eleven, or other seemingly ubiquitous chains, even though every one of the aforementioned has a larger US presence than Starbucks. But Starbucks proximity—one location’s placement near another—is notorious wherever Starbucks thrives, which is
I’ll confess: a part of me wanted to feature The Hangar at Emerson Pointe apartment complex simply because I took such an amazing photo, completely unintentionally. I mean, look at that beauty! Doesn’t it look like the sort of professional rendering that marketing firm—or the marketing arm of a development company—might use to promote their
I can’t claim to have ever worked a job or lived a life where I can rightfully belong to frequent flyer clubs, even though I have long been a member of several. In a typical year, I fly about once every two months—work trips included. So perhaps I’m just too wet behind the ears when
With another year coming to a close, and ushering in what will be the start of my fifteenth year at this blogging venture, I decided to attempt something that is mostly good for a laugh: a ranking list. A listicle, if you will. Since this is a blog whose most loyal followers are relatively few
It’s rare that an article assumes an urban activist position that gets my dander up at all, let alone one that prompts me to comment directly on the article. But that’s what I had to do a few weeks ago when Planetizen used the neologism (at least to me) “defensive urbanism” to impugn the modern
I’ve featured far too many articles with the Indianapolis International Airport (IND), outstripping all other airport-related blog posts by a country mile. Or eight runway lengths. But why shouldn’t I cover it? It’s the primary airport of my hometown, so I’ve been there a lot. And it remains one of the newest international airport facilities
I try to avoid articles that are exclusively internationally driven, or even primarily international, as this one is. But it’s hard not to wonder why, after so many years of flying, the overwhelming
Almost three weeks have come and gone since the tragic crash of American Eagle Flight 5342 with a Blackhawk UH-60 near Ronald Reagan Washington International Airport (DCA), right above the Potomac River, sending
I could always begin this article with, “Normally I don’t like to write about events right as they unfold”. Needless to say, like much “Breaking News” reporting, they intuitively avoid a deep analysis
It’s been a long time coming. But only within the last few weeks, after encountering a big sign at Dallas Fort Worth International Airport (DFW), did I achieve full awareness of a condition
I have seen some ridiculous site selection decisions for Starbucks over the years. The concentration of Starbucks seems to surpass McDonald’s, Subway, 7-Eleven, or other seemingly ubiquitous chains, even though every one of
I’ll confess: a part of me wanted to feature The Hangar at Emerson Pointe apartment complex simply because I took such an amazing photo, completely unintentionally. I mean, look at that beauty! Doesn’t
I can’t claim to have ever worked a job or lived a life where I can rightfully belong to frequent flyer clubs, even though I have long been a member of several. In
With another year coming to a close, and ushering in what will be the start of my fifteenth year at this blogging venture, I decided to attempt something that is mostly good for
It’s rare that an article assumes an urban activist position that gets my dander up at all, let alone one that prompts me to comment directly on the article. But that’s what I
I’ve featured far too many articles with the Indianapolis International Airport (IND), outstripping all other airport-related blog posts by a country mile. Or eight runway lengths. But why shouldn’t I cover it? It’s