Not long ago I flew into to Charlotte on my way to Roanoke, VA. In the past 10 months I had seen way too many airports to suit my tastes. By this time, most had blended together in an indistinguishable mushy mass in my memory.
But not the Charlotte Airport.
Compared to other airports I didn’t spend much time there. It was just a short layover two times in two days. Enough time to grab a sandwich and a do a little people watching.
What made the Charlotte Airport memorable was a bunch of things, many of which I have never seen at an airport.
They were…



