I picked Anthony up from the airport on Sunday and brought along a camera. Because, that's what I do... and it was exciting to be there. Actually, it's exciting to be anywhere.
|Tucson International Airport|
As seen at 9 p.m. on a Sunday night from the hourly parking lot
|The little lounge-like area where the waiting for passengers getting off planes occurs|
|These two little guys were looking up the escalator|
hoping whoever they were waiting for would come down
|Anthony's back from Los Angeles!|
(partially obscured by the giant woman who wouldn't move out of my camera shot)
|Anthony was happy to see me... as soon as I stopped taking his picture.|
|The fun of waiting for luggage|
|"What kind of bag are we looking for?"|
"Well, it's brown, and I know it when I see it."
|Tucson is sooooo progressive.|
Those are solar panels over the daily parking lots.
Provides shade for those cars, and electricity for the airport.