Yesterday, I was in and out the airport a few times cuz I had to pick up my first cousin Rita and her son King. I was at the airport at 3 something in the afternoon and waited for almost 1.5 hrs for Rita to come out. Then at around 7, had to pick up my other cousins and parents from their tour from New York City. My second cousin’s lost his luggage in Vancouver and missed his plane, so the flight was delayed to midnight and I ended up waiting in the airport for 2 hours. So at the end, I left the airport at 2 in the morning. luckily they found the luggage and having it delivered to my house in the morning they said. I did take some pictures at the airport when I was bored to death.
now I officially hate going to the airport for real, lol :p