Stuck in Denver Airport

Me doing the "holla" pose in the main terminal.

Well, My flight arrived late, so I missed my connecting flight to California. They (the people who work at the United counter) were really mean to me, and wouldn't help me out. Finally, they gave me a food voucher and a hotel room to stay over night, plus a connecting flight at 2:30 the next day. So I spent a couple of hours goofing around in the airport, and without further ado, here we go.

The main terminal of the Denver Airport. The ceiling is this weird rubber/plastic/nylon/cloth thing or something. It's like a balloon. Like the Metrodome in Minneapolis.

Clowning around at the Denver Airport. There was no one there, except for the janitor, who was giving me the weirdest look.

In the picture on the right, I was setting up a self-timed picture, when this guy walked by wearing a purple blanket. I tried to take a picture, not realizing the self-timer was on. Eventually, it took, but he was far away. About a half hour later, I was setting up another picture, by the fountain in the main terminal, and who should walk by? The Blanket Man! I saw him, and was certain he wouldn't be in the picture, but it took just in time. What is the deal with that guy? He was hanging out at the airport, wearing a purple blanket. And you thought I was weird.

This is the subway train thing that connects the 4 terminals. I sat on that train for like 30 minutes. These Mexican cleaning ladies came on to clean the windows, and I was talking to them. They were cool. There was an automated voice on the train that said to get off, but I raged against that machine.

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