Did you ever zoom repeatedly around the loop at Bradley International, past Terminal A, past Terminal B, out of the airport and back around, looking for the passenger you’re supposed to pick up?
There is a better way. It’s called a cell phone lot.
Lots of airports have these lots, where drivers arriving to pick up passengers can wait, engines off, for the passenger to call and announce his or her arrival. It cuts down on traffic and carbon emissions and global warming and all that bad stuff.
It also spares the driver from circling the airport, wasting gas and money, while waiting for a passenger to emerge from the terminal.
I remember back in June 2000, when I flew to LAX and sat next to an unaccompanied minor, a 12-year-old boy. I ended up guiding him through the luggage pickup out to the curb because his poor mother couldn’t find anywhere to park.
Seven years later, cell phones are everywhere and LAX has had a cell phone parking lot. Problem solved.
Now we need one, too.