There I was in the Boise airport, walking toward my gate, when I stopped. Completely stopped. My flight wasn’t delayed, I hadn’t forgotten something, I wasn’t even being paged back to the TSA counter. Nope…I stopped because sitting across the ramp was the Alaska Airlines Star Wars: Galaxy’…
There I was in the Boise airport, walking toward my gate, when I stopped. Completely stopped. My flight wasn’t delayed, I hadn’t forgotten something, I wasn’t even being paged back to the TSA co…
There I was in the Boise airport, walking toward my gate, when I stopped. Completely stopped. My flight wasn’t delayed, I hadn’t forgotten something, I wasn’t even being paged back to the TSA counter. Nope…I stopped because sitting across the ramp was the Alaska Airlines Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge livery. I wasn’t flying on it. In fact I was traveling on Southwest Airlines that day. Yet there I stood—a grown man who spends an unhealthy amount of time in airports—grinning like a 10-year-old kid staring out the terminal window. I took a picture. Sent it to friends. Posted it on soc…

