It’s a wonder you weren’t on the failed takeoff attempt! Geez.
Because of an unpleasant flying experience in 1973, I didn’t fly for the next thirty years. But eventually I decided that I wanted to return to Europe. Nashville no longer has direct flights to Europe. So I booked a flight out of…
…Philadelphia, of course. So I don’t have a lot of recent airport experience. I came to this thread specifically to see if this cesspool of endless, wallboard corridors and sawdust is standard fare in American airports or if Philly really is as horrid as I think.
When I saw it last in 1972, the airport looked nothing like this – except for the molded plastic chairs that koeeoaddi has attested to. Now I walked for a couple of miles without seeing anyone other than my pack animal/granddaughter. Two or three times someone on a wonderful jeep-like thing with wheels came by and waved. I tried to call to them, but they were gone and we slouched on. At least we made it to our gate with lots of time to spare. Oh yes. Lots and lots of time.
Put when we finally landed in Europe, we had another surprise coming. Ah, Paris! Ah, CDG! Ah, where is the women’s restroom? This is not a good airport where an old woman has to use the bathroom in a room full of men.
Best airport? A memory from 1972: Schipol, Amsterdam. The people made such good use of the land that they planted crops between the runways. Do they still do that?
A good airport tip for private pilots: Bangor, Maine has a small airport with an especially long runway.