BWI Very quick security at 9. After the cancer machine, though, I was subjected to a secondary that consisted of a bit of unexpected rough nipple play, speedy but slightly unpleasant. It was a young fellow with a hairnet in the farthest right lane, if you're interested in being handled in this way. I hurried to the gate to see if I could get onto the earlier flight (for a couple more beers at the club), but before me I heard the engines rev and saw the plane head away from the door, about 7 minutes early. No biggie, I'd be drinking enough beers in any case. After all that hustle, I felt rather peckish, or my blood pressure meds had kicked in, or something, so went to the Manchu What, where the spicy tofu is generally edible; it was off, and the other offerings seemed unattractive. My next choice was a slice of greasy doughy pepperoni pizza at Mamma Ilardo's next door, but the place is shuttered! which shows at least a little good taste on the part of the customers at BWI airport. I thought of doing the Airspace lounge and getting a sandwich and the wi-fi, but there wasn't time to fully take advantage of it. McDonald's was still serving breakfast at extortionate prices, so I retraced to the Asian place. General's chicken looked bizarrely glazy, and the sesame chicken didn't look quite so sticky, so I went for that. Turns out it too was coated in sugar syrup polluted by almost no flavoring at all - and so I was bamboozled into eating stuff of less food value than doughnuts, pretzels, McMuffins, or pretty much anything else available. After which I went off to my own little corner and minded my own beeswax until boarding, when we all piled in and were off right on time. US3839 BWI PHL 1108 1149 CRJ 3C A jolly FA made the flight more pleasant. We landed on time but had a looong wait for our gate-checked bags; one beer worth at least. So I had time for two beers only, but as I am known at the club, they were the 20-ozers; there was a little tardiness boarding the next flight as a result. US634 PHL B0S 1415 1539 E90 4F A really puny and pathetic bag of crunchy salty snacks, which I passed on. Took care of my biz in Boston but couldn't get out until next day. The Airport Four Points was cheap, though, and I need as many Sheraton stays as possible to maintain gold status, which is supposed to get you next to nothing, but sometimes the fancier hotels have been good to me with it. The complimentary shuttle goes half-hourly from oh dark hundred to noon only; after that it's by pre-arrangement only. Make a note of it.