That’s why I love being based in LAX with younger copilots.
Surfing, mountainbiking, travel, where we’re going to eat when the pandemic is over. Super chill, super positive, super friendly. Not a cargo short, white new balance or faded epaulet in sight.
DTW was 99% chill, but there’s about 1% of the guys that needed Prozac, edibles or counseling that were amazed that I wasn’t afraid of getting kidnapped by a migrant caravan of MS-13 Bolshevik Vegans once we got to San Diego.
”I know a great place for ceviche!”
”OMG, I can’t believe you’re leaving the hotel”
”It... wasn’t an invite”