I missed the flight in Laramie, but drove to Denver to catch the connecting flight.

One thing about airports, there is food everywhere. The book store had food, the gift shop had food…McDonald’s had food. There was even a couple food kiosks right by my gate. I stopped at the gift shop for breakfast.

I decided to walk to my gate, over the only walking bridge that allows you to walk over planes as they move around in the airport. I stood there for a moment, watching a Frontier plane arrive, as my reflected silhouette stared back at me from the glass.