I don’t remember when this was, but It one point, I had to spend a lot of time in the Denver airport. A little later, Lauren and I were there together. I drug her miles through the airport to find this section of the floor.
I wish I would have taken pictures from floor level. Then you could have all of the frustration that I had when I first walked across it and wondered what in the world was going on.
I even wish that you could have had the few minutes of frustration that Lauren had before I took her up to the second floor to look down on the tiles:
You’ll have to take my word for it and feel frustrated on your own.