What was that? I’m sorry, I can’t hear you over the sound of glorious, filtered water filling my Klean Kanteen. I’ve just had a massage and a flight of Napa wines, and my vacation hasn’t yet begun. Fast food options? Oh no, not in Terminal 2 at SFO. It’s Cowgirl Creamery cheese and herb crostini for me.
And the latest here? A yoga room (formerly a boring old luggage storage room).
Here’s hoping my flight gets delayed. And that Terminal 2 starts to set a standard for airport terminals around the World.