A report from the field:
Today, I arrive at MCO (Orlando International Airport) and realize I hadn't resolved (A) where I was sleeping tonight, or (B) what I was doing about a rental car (Goal: Convertible for a week) ... It was pushing 10:AM, and because my travel agent is in Seattle (3 hours earlier) I decided to "kill some time at the airport" rather than giving her her wake up call.
My 2 1/2 hour First Class passage on Delta included a choice of Sun Chips or some Granola Bar thing-y, so, I decided I'd give the Chick-fil-a a try.
Headline: Very Fast Food. Predictable Outcome.
It WAS edible. I was tasting the salt until I had my early dinner ... but that is another tirade.
The chicken sandwich was salty. Moist, tasty, but salty. The bun has 2 pickles, no anything else,
The fries were very good ... they are the cross-cut style and, okay ... seeing how I was famished, not bad! But I noticed that before I was full, I was trying to see if I could re-assemble them -- kind of like a 3-D jig-saw puzzle, but in reality, it was more kind of like a bored guy on the road playing with his food.
[An Aside: Hanging around the airport for two hours yields far better people watching than crashing in your hotel room for two hours.]
So. The bad news. I wind up at a Fairfield Inn, near the airport and my choice is Bennigan's and Tony Roma's for tonight. And because I can't get the convertible I reserved until tomorrow, I may actually have to go into one of these places.
Sorry. I think I got off-track

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Meanwhile, as a curmudgeonly business traveler, I have plenty of other rants ... But, we'll save them for another day/time.