Trevor’s (later) Bon Air Impressions

Bon Air seemed like a ghost town. My first visit to Bon Air was alone, and not with a group of other people, but having more people around just to reassure me that I was going the right direction would have been nice. After driving into a residential neighborhood and being lost there for a while, I asked a friendly mailman how to get out and onto the complex. He gave me directions that made it seem like I was incredibly far from the facility. I followed his directions and FINALLY made it there, but Siri had lost all of my trust. I wandered around for 15-20 minutes, looking for any kind of HR building, or honestly just looking for any people. No one was walking around, the parking lots were mostly empty, the high barbed wire fences and deteriorating buildings weren’t helping much either. Finally, though, I found a woman who must have been getting off her shift come out from inside the fence to a parking lot. I got directions through the complex to HR (a very nice building that reminded me of a doctor’s office) and was fingerprinted by a very nice lady who was nothing like the way movies have portrayed her.