403 | Esperando y esperando

I'm sitting in the airport with an hour to kill before boarding starts. The nearest power outlet to the terminal is across the hall, in a wall with no chairs nearby. At this hour all the shops are closed, and the only open restaurant appears to be a bar. Since last time I was here, sharps disposal boxes have appeared in the restrooms, and the number of people traveling with their pets seems to have increased. I forgot my light jacket at my mom's house, and the raincoat is in my checked luggage, so I'm hoping to get a blanket on the plane.