But colleagues at work kept saying you never know, it may come in handy.
I remained unconvinced.
Until I discovered two things about my layover in Cincinnati today:
- The layover is two hours, 36 minutes.
- The concourse where I’ll be trapped has wireless Internet. And Starbucks.
That’s all I needed to know.
UPDATE: The image is a map of Concource C at the Cincinnati airport, the concource for the little bitty planes.
NOTE: My enthusiasm for the wireless Internet at Cincinnati was dampened by the cost.