So we get our gate at the airport and there are only about six normal seats..otherwise you have to sit at a table with an iPad…on which you identify your flight, then order food or drink and pay with the device beside you with a credit card! You can see Frank working through the menu. Not one person, out of at least a few hundred, were talking. All were at these tables, forced to sit here, transfixed. We walked away to only return to our gate when we needed to. The Future isn’t a very personal place.