It seems my woes with airports never end. At the start of a quick trip to LA to meet up with the missus who is partying on the west coast.
Left office at 3 pm and had a smooth ride on the bike towards JFK. A couple of miles before the airport just as I thank my lucky stars for a quick ride, I hit a major traffic snafu. Riding on the motorcycle has one major perk. You can go past cars stuck in traffic jams. I get to the front of the traffic to see a horrendous site. A pretty nice car was up in flames and parts of it were literally melting away. There were dozens of firemen and from conversation I picked up no one was injured.
Finally I find