Today seems like it’s another matter entirely, but from my Thanksgiving destination of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, I needed to log in and relate a holiday travel commute miracle, one that began when my wife Susan and I backed out of our Silver Lake garage at 8:08 last night to catch a 10:45 p.m. plane out of LAX to Charlotte, North Carolina. To make matters a bit more stress-inducing and cringe-worthy it was a U.S. Airways flight out of the airport’s notoriously overcrowded Terminal 1.
The first good sign was that it only took 22 minutes to get to the corner of Century and Aviation via the 101 south to the 110 south to the 105 west to the La Cienega/Aviation offramp. After that we parked at the long-term lot behind the Crowne Plaza Hotel and shuttled in shortly thereafter.
Upon arrival, instead of the standard out-the-door security check line, we were pleasantly shocked to find only a short queue of people pushing shoes and bags through the machines, resulting in us clearing security and grabbing a pair of seats at the Gordon Biersch bar and with a couple Marzen drafts toasting a new personal land-speed record: 48 minutes from Silver Lake garage to Terminal 1 gate.