Word: walke
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...jets, Dulles and its mobile lounges are the creation of the late Eero Saarinen. He was a thorough man. When he was asked to submit a design, Saarinen sent out researchers armed with stop watches and counting clickers to "see what people really do at airports, how far they walk, their interchange problems." The results of his findings were dramatized by longtime Saarinen Friend Charles Eames-for the benefit of the FAA and airline officials who needed convincing about mobile lounges-in a ten-minute cartoon film whose sound track featured the tramp-tramp, clunk-clunk of aching feet plodding...
...every air traveler knows, one of the massive deterrents to flying is the walking it involves. With the coming of the jets and the extra space their blasting exhausts require, airport acreage has multiplied, and the problem has become worse. The hike from check-in counter to the farthest reaches of the San Francisco International Airport is more than a quarter of a mile, or twice around a football field at a nonjog trot. Puffed one woman soon after Atlanta's new $20 million airport opened in May: "I declare, if they had told me I would have...
...last week, is a gleaming glass and concrete monument dedicated to the abolition of the dread Last Mile in jet travel. The roof is a concrete hammock slung between rows of gracefully leaning concrete "trees"; everything else is glass, clear and untinted. More important, passengers emplaning at Dulles need walk only 150 feet to board the aircraft, although the plane is parked half a mile away...
...quote the departure time of the lounge instead of the plane). Lounges are red-carpeted, air conditioned, furnished with comfortable chairs, soft lighting, tinted windows and, unavoidably, piped-in music. Upon reaching the waiting jet, an extensible ramp locks into the plane's door, and the passengers walk into the plane without ever being exposed to the weather...
...peered at a bucket-seat XKE sports model, she sat down, wrote a giant check, and bought it on the spot. Wildly, she dashes across the desert in her Jaguar, as unsecured as a grain of flying sand. "I have no real roots," she says. "Sometimes, when I walk through a suburb with all its tidy houses and lawns, I get a real feeling of nostalgia. I want to live there and hear the screen door slam. And when I'm in New York, it sometimes smells like when I was nine, and I love it. I look back...