Italian Problem Solving...in New York

My flight back from Los Angeles took me through JFK, where I had a 4 hour layover to enjoy the sights. As those of you who have seen the Delta terminals at JFK know, there are no sights, just worn-out buildings ill-designed for modern passenger security flow.

But I needed to stretch my legs, so I made a couple of laps around the three interconnected concourses in search of a place where the air conditioning was working properly (there wasn't one). Eventually I settled on an eating place that tried to be an Italian bar (that is, a cafè). They pulled it off well in at least one regard: I had to ask for ice for my Coke.

There was one thing in that stuffy terminal that did make me laugh: their solution to persistent roof leaks:







Yes, those are plastic tarps suspended from the ceiling to catch the drops, with plastic tubes to drain the water to some out-of-the-way location.

Michael