I’ve mentioned before that the major New York City airports strike me as islands of the Third World right here in the middle of the First, so I took a chance and headed north instead of south to find an airport. I’ve previously had back luck with White Plains, which should be nice but isn’t, so I didn’t know what to expect here. I’ve been very pleasantly surprised.
The airport is clean, spacious, and relaxed. I would have been first in line at security, except that I was the only one at security, so there was no line to be first in. And the TSA workers were professional and friendly.
There’s no Delta frequent-flier club here, no yuppie food, and no one to give me an iced soy latte. But it’s worth it.
This trip is off to a great start.