I'm in Dulles International Airport, hanging in the lounge for a couple hours until I have to go to my gate. They were able to check my bag all the way from Toronto directly to Johannesburg, so I didn't have to go to baggage claim, get it, check in again, etc.. So I've been able to eat a couple Pepperidge Farm crackers and slices of cheddar cheese.
Really, the fact that armchairs that aren't backed in rubberized plastic, and they set out little cans of tomato juice and tea, and this feels like a privilege, just tells you how much of a pain normal travel can be.
Going to work for a few hours.