I still hate the Philly airport.

Driving to the Philly airport confuses me so very much, and I'm confused enough on a regular basis.

I went to park my car in one of the handy garages and I read the sign that said "Park here for US Airways." So I drove into that garage. I missed the part of the sign that said, "International."  Which I didn't realize til I entered the completely vacant international terminal A and stood there, confused, because I was flying domestic.

I found an airport worker who was deeply involved in a fun social conversation with another worker and I said, "Excuse me..." explaining my predicament. She rolled her eyes and got all irritated. City of brotherly love my ass.

I checked in and went through security at Terminal C. Then I realized my gate was in Terminal F.  Nobody at security thought to mention that to me when they checked my boarding pass.

Then I had to go through security again after shlepping through the maze of renovations that guided me outside of the gate areas, on the way to Terminal F. What a freakin' pain in the ass!

Only then did I realize there was a shuttle between terminals I could have taken. And it also dawned on me that I could have gone back to my car and moved it for an easier getaway upon my return, but of course at that point I didn't have the time for that.

But I was all cheerful and optimistic when I got back last night and asked where the shuttle was that would take me from F to A.  The info desk guy said "You have to walk to A from here. The shuttle won't go the opposite direction it only goes from A to F. It doesn't go around the airport."  Really? How does that work, exactly? That doesn't even make sense. How I longed for the monorail at Newark airport.

And can I walk straight through the terminals from F to A, or are the parking decks connected? "No. Go to terminal E, cross the bridge, go down the escalator, walk outside in the rain, cross the street, go across the railroad tracks, go inside, cross that other bridge..."  I should have taken a taxi cab. 

The airport was the one thing I did not research for my little weekend trip, so I know I'm partially responsible for this clusterfuck.  I yelled at myself and into the security cameras as I shlepped through kind of scary dark parts of the terminals. I stand by my disdain for the Philadelphia airport!