Premium Mediocre

Things or experiences described as “premium” rarely live up to the hype. Hopping off of the airport parking shuttle bus last night solidified that theory.

I noticed that garage parking is now called premium, in all caps. It differentiates between the open-air lot where I parked. I acknowledge that there’s a difference between the two.

If you’ve ever returned to your car covered in six inches of snow, especially at night, you’re already acquainted with the benefits of covered parking.

But one is barely better than that because the totality of the experience is so marginal. Diesel fumes and a bumpy ride from the terminal is what most people will remember. I’m not sure how anything mediocre can ever be premium.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.