Wait a Minute. Where am I?
Even I was confused pulling into a Terminal 3 gate on a recent arrival to LAX on Delta. I WAS aware that the airlines had shifted buildings, but didn’t remember that this was the terminal Virgin America once flew from …and one that I had vowed to avoid whenever possible. The mass of humanity shoved into the giant orb of departures irritates my antisocial senses, I guess. So, I skipped the T3 Sky Club and took the free airside shuttle to Terminal 2 where I had hoped to try both the Delta Sky Club AND Virgin Atlantic Clubhouse. The Clubhouse was closed to my kind (Priority Pass) after 10:30am so it was straight to the T3 Sky Club.
More Seats Than I had Expected
This early afternoon weekday visit had the lounge fairly crowded but there wasn’t a problem finding a spot to sit without feeling packed-in. As is the case with many updated Delta Sky Clubs, several types of seating are on offer from cafe-style to semi-private cube chairs.
More Food Than I had Expected
What happened to giant glass canisters of carmel-corn? This late lunch crowd was treated to “Build Your own Sky Bowl” bar? Mine turned out to be a more of a soft taco, but however you assemble it, the option is a good one. Other hot meal options and soup were offered too. To drink? The usual PLUS a local brew on tap.
The best spots to work appeared to be the long, tall communal tables near the food. These spots were chuck-full of WeWork style millennial business-trippers. Wi-fi worked well for me.
Why THANK YOU!
My encounter with the staff here was brief but very pleasant. Quick check-in and a friendly greeting. Inside staff seemed to be on their a-game as well, keeping things stocked and tidy for guests.