Due to an ill-timed high school basketball event (who came up with the idea of a tournament beginning Dec. 26?), our family had to nix our plans to travel this Christmas.
In attempts to console me, several friends offered what they considered a silver lining: "At least you won't have to deal with LAX," they said. Which only sunk me deeper into gloom.
Unlike many other citizens of the world, I do not hate LAX. I — yes, I'll risk public censure and say it — actually love LAX.
