I only had 47 minutes between flights but they were (luckily) in the same concourse. There was not even time to check e-mail. The guy behind me boarding was reaming out his travel planner for not giving him (yet again – it sounded) enough time between flights.
There was enough time to have an “exception” from the PB&J counter – a sandwich on cinnamon raisin bread with chunky PB, honey and bacon. I only ate half and I still feel kind of sick.over 4 years ago