I had to go to the San Antonio Airport yesterday to pick up a friend who was coming into town for a visit from Florida. Now I am not very familiar with the jacked up airport but more about that another day.
I was taking a shuttle van from the car rental return area to the main terminal. I wandered down to the baggage claim area and there was a sight that made me take a second or third look. In the left side of the hallway were these people sitting on the floor in rows three wide and about twenty deep. They were all sitting there looking straight ahead with these manila packages in their laps.
A second and third look and I was baffled. I am thinking, is this some sort school thing? I walked a little past the grouping and there was another cluster of people. Okay, what was going on here?
I make it to the baggage conveyor and spot some seating and at the same time I discover what was up.
These were new arrivals to the basic training at Lackland. I got to watch some of them collect their bags and approach a senior airman who made them remove all their jewelry, empty their pockets and do all sorts of things before sending them to the spot of the floor.
I was sitting and watching while waiting on my friend for forty minutes and I could not help but wonder how long these people would be waiting to leave the airport and if they were allowed to get up and use the restroom.
Poor kids are in for more than they can imagine.
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