Back in 2005, I had to spend the night at San Jose intl. airport while waiting for
nitro and co. to arrive. It was cold, bright, and nearly impossible to sleep because every 2 minutes or so on a loop a female voice played a "Welcome to Mineta San Jose airport. We hope you enjoy your stay. Please do not leave baggage unattended." and various other things over and over again.
Until about 2am, I was sleeping from the vantage point on the picture on the right (the crevice hiding a mailbox) until that guy in the jumpsuit who you see in the picture eventually said that a good place to sleep is the food court booths (which by that time were empty). That's what you see on the picture on the left.
I took these pictures because I thought the whole situation was surreal and reminded me of the intro to Half-life 2 (which at the time only just come out) o. o
nitro and co. to arrive. It was cold, bright, and nearly impossible to sleep because every 2 minutes or so on a loop a female voice played a "Welcome to Mineta San Jose airport. We hope you enjoy your stay. Please do not leave baggage unattended." and various other things over and over again.Until about 2am, I was sleeping from the vantage point on the picture on the right (the crevice hiding a mailbox) until that guy in the jumpsuit who you see in the picture eventually said that a good place to sleep is the food court booths (which by that time were empty). That's what you see on the picture on the left.
I took these pictures because I thought the whole situation was surreal and reminded me of the intro to Half-life 2 (which at the time only just come out) o. o
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I got a story kinda like that. Sept i was about 12 i think. Flew into town to see my mother and guess what..she wasnt there to pick me up. She ran off to find her retarded drunk boyfriend rather than pick up her only son. I sat around in the airport with a cop untill sometime after 11..flights stop normally after 10 there and the airport was dead sept for me the cop and like..3 other people walking around that worked there. I think i was 12..i might have been 11. Anyhow..needless to say i hate my mother. Only reasion i got home that night was cuase my sister happened to remeber hearing i was suposed to be coming home for the first time. They had just moved into a new house and i had lived with my father previously. also..that wasnt the first time the woman left me at the airport over night.
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