There are porters walking around the terminal, eager to assist you. They grab your luggage and ask you where you’d like to go, do you want a cab, what gate do you need to get to, etc. Then you realize they’re not really wearing any uniform, just street clothes. Then you realize they’re standing there waiting for payment for the job they just did of moving your bags that you didn’t really ask for or need in the first place. Then you finally realize that you were just scammed, son. And you need to work on your Spanish.