Today I spent the morning doing my volunteer gig under the big top.* This was my second Sunday morning shift in a row. The four hours went pretty fast. Both Sundays, I’ve been in a spot in the main Terminal where a lot of just-checked-in passengers walk by.
When I’m out there I’m wearing the volunteer uniform: a nice suede vest, blue jeans, white shirt, bolo tie and snappy white Stetson hat. (The vest, hat and bolo tie are furnished by the airport.) I’m there to answer questions and give directions. It’s fun to have no agenda or purpose but to help people. Mostly the people I talk to need basic directions: to security, where’s their gate. I’m learning a lot as I go along although after working at the airport all those years I did know some things already.
The most common questions I heard last week and today, other than a request for basic directions: Where’s Starbucks? (Concourse B down at the far East end by the regional jet gates.) Where can I find a TV to watch here in the Terminal? (Red Rocks Bar and Seattle’s Best coffee for sure; walk by the other eateries and see if any of them has TV.) Will there be places to eat after I go through security? (Yes.)
Today I got a new one. Somebody asked if there’s a Dunkin’ Donuts in the airport. There isn’t, but that’s not a silly question when you consider the crummy junk-food lineup slap in the middle of the Terminal, 6 East: Panda Express, Domino’s Pizza, Taco Bell, and Burger King. In an ug-lee old food court which sadly has one of the primo visible spots in the place.
There’s a brand new spot in the Terminal: the Marketplace. It opened the other day and has a coffee shop, a flower shop and a corner store with food and snacks. Here are some pictures I took. It looks fresh and new. Lord knows the Terminal could use more of that. (I’m not going to waste bandwith by posting any pictures of the crummy food court.)
*Denver International Airport, aka “DIA”, airline code DEN