Which is to say that White Spot has been rude enough to move away from my gate. I am squandering precious moments of my five hour layover by leaving the secure area in order to get my chosen high calorie meal.
On the plus side, the new White Spot digs are a wonderland of granite-work and tasteful sconces. There is also enough seating for everyone from Richmond in here and much of it consists of padded booths, which are the perfect way to tend imminent exhaustion.
As soon as I finish my meal, I will rush back through security to continue waiting and watching myself for signs of tiredness. This may be the trip where I finally buy one of those puffy neckbrace affairs made out of a bean bag. I will get one that looks good with cheese puff dust on it.