When you get off an airplane, if you’re anything like me, you’re hoping for a friendly, welcoming environment at your travel destination.

You don’t want to feel like you shouldn’t breathe the air in the airport. Or that unidentifiable, possibly toxic items will fall on you from the ceiling. Or to feel like you should maybe start running before the ceiling falls down on top of you.

When I stepped off the plane, I wasn’t prepared for something that looks like this:

When I was traveling to Orlando for my job, I visited the Orlando International Airport last week, and this is what greeted me as I disembarked the plane. The entire American Airlines terminal has no drop ceiling. Nothing covering up the gack above it. No pretty facade. No circulating air. Just gross reality of construction, for all the weary travelers to see:

As my friend Stephen says, I don’t like the way it makes me feel.