It’s tough to step out for some fresh air when you’re across the street from an airport.
Discussion on Google+:
Wayne: All hogged by the airplanes. sheesh ;>
Stacy: Don’t you just love that smell? Evenings in Manhattan Beach in July…
Me: Yeah, you were close to the refinery, weren’t you? It’s actually pretty nice where we are (closer to Artesia Blvd), but my office is literally across the street from LAX. I can look out the window and watch planes on the runway.
Me: And hear them when they take off, even from inside the building.
Stacy: Redondo we got the airline fuel smell twice a year, when the wind seriously died down. Manhattan Beach it was the month of July, the breeze stopped blowing the airline fuel smell out to Dockweiler and it found us.
Me: Yecch.