I was in San Francisco International Airport this weekend. For the first time in my life, I experienced the intense rage of being unable to find a garbage can...while surrounded by recycling bins. Weirdest, most guilt-inducing thing ever. But awesome.
The bathrooms have those fancy, high-tech hand-dryers that work in 12 seconds or less. I actually love them.

They're cutting down on greenhouse gas emissions in a number of ways. Examples include minimizing APU jet fuel use (for starting the plane engines) and switching to a more eco-friendly type of refrigerant gas for air conditioning.
And wow, I just spent 20 minutes reading their sustainability report. I officially have no life.
One more thing I love about SFO International...it's so stereotypically Cali. Seriously, you walk into JFK and immediately this 200-pound drill sergeant is like EVERYBODY TAKE YA SHOES OFF, KEYS IN THE BIN, NOTHIN IN YA POCKETS, GET IN LINE, DO IT NOW!!
By contrast, security is much more fun in San Francisco. I'm walking through the metal detector...a security guard with a 3-foot ponytail notices my clothes, and the following conversation ensues:
Ponytail guy: So like...you're wearing Notre Dame sweatpants...and a Duke shirt...woooooorrrrddddddd.
GG: [in my brain: is this some kind of interrogation? does he think i'm a terrorist?] Yeah, I don't even know anyone who goes to those schools actually.
Ponytail guy: Niiiiiiiiiiicccccccccceeeeeeeeeee.
Loves it.
Personally, I've been thinking AirBlades for Senior Gift....how sick would THAT be?
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