Darn that DFW International

 

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TRAVEL HERE: DARN THAT DFW INTERNATIONAL

In the general sense, I’m pretty fond of airports. If I’m in one, I’m either traveling (which is a good thing) or I’m picking up someone I care about (and that’s a good thing, too).

DFW International Airport

In a more specific sense, I have to be honest, DFW is not my favorite airport.  Most of the time, if something is in any way associated with Dallas, the Metroplex or Texas in general, I’m one of its biggest fans, but that affection doesn’t extend to our airport.  Unfortunately, that’s where I have to start if I’m going to fly somewhere.  Since I just got back from a trip, I was reminded of my dislike affair with DFW International.

I Loved Love Field

I have to be candid with you.  I was perfectly happy with Love Field.  It was easy to get to and easy to get around.  Then the government stuck their nose into our business. The FAA decided we had to build on a grander scale and to be sure that the new airport made it, they came up with the Wright Amendment.  Like most Dallasites, I did my dead level best to ignore DFW International for as long as I could, but the amendment meant that there were a whole lot of places you couldn’t get to from Love Field.  I don’t know about you, but I’m still mad.  There’s a chance that my abhorrence of big government began there.

Changing Planes at DFW

As much as I grumble about DFW, I’m grateful that I just fly out of the place.  I’d hate to be changing planes there.  Some ding dong thought there was something wrong with having terminals that were actually connected with each other. Our terminals are spread out like cows grazing in a pasture – and the cows don’t like each other very much.   On this most recent trip, my travel companions tried to tell me DFW wasn’t all that bad – and I’m sure there are worse airports – but I just haven’t fallen in love with it.

Picking Someone Up at DFW

Going out to pick someone up is a whole ‘nother can of worms.  DFW was built a long time ago, back in the days when you had to know which gate someone was arriving at.  You strolled in, let security x-ray your purse and found a bar to hang out in until your friend arrived. Now you have to have a boarding pass to get through security – and I appreciate all the reasons for that – but there are no bars on this side of security.  There is something very wrong about that.

Layovers at DFW

And let’s say your best friend in the whole world, who you haven’t seen in twenty years, had a two hour layover at DFW.  Good luck with that.  You might have time to wave at each other from opposite sides of a security booth, but only if the moon was blue and you held your tongue right.  I’d consider waving at them from your backyard as they flew over, instead.

Layover at Denver

Which reminds me of a recent trip we took.  We ended up with most of the day to kill at the Denver airport.  Rather than waste our time hanging out in the terminals, we rented a car and played around at a gorgeous mall in Stapleton.  I’m trying to imagine what someone with the same dilemma would do, if they were at DFW.  Grapevine Mills Mall is probably close enough, but the logistical challenges would be legion.  I’m also questioning whether I really want that mall to be all someone saw of the Metroplex.  No – if this happens to you, please stay at the airport!

Thankfully, I’ll never have to manage a layover at DFW.  I just drop my car off at Park n Fly and let them worry about the whole thing.  What about you?  Have you been a victim of DFW International Airport?  Tell us about it!

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5 responses to “Darn that DFW International

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  3. Jane – Here I am typing with my left hand to let you know – I couldn’t agree more. DFW International is at the top of my ‘airports to avoid’ list. I will add that Denver isn’t far behind.

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  4. I swear that the following story is true: I remember, back in the early 80’s, being a little lax and not leaving West University for Hobby airport in Houston until 35 minutes before my Southwest flight departure. I parked in the garage across from the entrance and made it onto my plane just fine. The airport changes have not been fun! –Aggie

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