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Rob,
I just became a fellow Bojangles’ Traveler too – by accident! Returning from our honeymoon in Curacao last Saturday, my new bride and I were supposed to fly to Aruba, then to Charlotte en route to home, which is Rochester, NY.
Four power outages at the Aruba airport held us up there, and we missed our connecting flight to Charlotte. We weren’t going to make it home until some point on Sunday, and we needed a hotel, transportation, etc. The whole ordeal was not an ideal way to end a honeymoon.
We passed up the gross-looking airline food, so we were starving when we arrived in Charlotte at 9 PM, after an hour in the Curacao airport, the hour flight from Curacao to Aruba, three hours waiting in lines in the Aruba airport and the four hour flight.
We got off the plane in the B terminal, not sure where we were staying for the night, or how/when we’d make it home the next day. But we were right next to the airport Bojangles’ – that sign was like a beacon of fried hope! Starving like crazy, the hotel reservations and travel arrangements quickly dropped down our priority list.
We had fried chicken, seasoned fries, biscuits and, we agreed, the best sweet tea we’ve ever tasted. Then we took a deep breath. We weren’t home, but it felt like a close second! Ended up being a nice treat, since we don’t have a Bojangles’ in Rochester – actually, kind of a tease, now that I think of it!
The airline helped us find a hotel and a flight home the next morning, and we went downstairs to wait for the hotel shuttle to pick us up. That’s where we saw the “Bojangles’ Biscuit Oven” in the baggage claim area! That was awesome – I sent you some pictures of it.
Bojangles’ definitely helped turn our travel nightmare into a sweet (tea) story! I don’t know if the Charlotte Airport Bojangles’ is on your itinerary, but it definitely should be. They were very gracious and even hooked us up with some extra hot sauce!!
Thanks, and good luck in your journey!
Pete
Thanks Pete. This is a great story. Next time you will have to borrow my cravometer:) Now I will have to figure out how to hit the Charlotte Airport Bojangles’!
Pete gives me a great idea. There is a little Bojangles’ Traveler in all of us. If you have a Bojangles’ Traveler story send it to me and I will post it on the blog. Oh, and send pics as well. Send your story to my email address: rbillinson@yahoo.com
Well, I am off to Augusta and Savannah, GA today. Catch ya’ll later.
Bojangles’ Traveler
I, too, have been lucky enough to enjoy that very same surprise Bojangles’ in Terminal B at Charlotte Douglas International Airport. On my way back home to Boston from Florida, I had a quick layover. Walking to my gate, I saw it – the Bojangles’ marquis. I squealed, ran over, and got in line. As a transplanted Southerner, I hadn’t enjoyed any of my beloved Bo in quite some time, so I grabbed a [very overpriced, but still worth it] cajun fillet biscuit, and quickly boarded the plane. I wanted to savor every morsel of biscuit goodness, so I waited until the plane was taking off to enjoy my food. I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, I opened the wrapper and the plane started to taxi. But suddenly all the lights shut off – except for one. It was the overhead light above me, and it was pointed directly on my biscuit, like a beacon of hope, truth, and spicy chicken desire, I swear I heard angels sing. I picked up that flaky, buttery sandwich, took a bite, and vowed to move back to a Bojangles’-adjacent area just as soon as I possibly could.
By: Miss M on July 12, 2009
at 7:17 am
Wow! I guess I need to try the cajun fillet next time too!
Hahaha, it’s so funny, I’m the same way – if I’m bringing food on the plane, I can’t eat it while everyone’s shuffling all around and getting seated. I need peace and serenity to enjoy my airport food.
By: Pete on July 14, 2009
at 12:20 pm