When I think of the Charlotte airport, I think of 2 things: 1) the atrium with the rocking chairs and piano music, and 2) the warm, cinnamony goodness of a Cinnabon.
Maybe it's because all of the Cinnabons near me have closed, but I just can't wait to get off that plane and get to Cinnabon for a little sugary kick. Layovers suck, but a warm Cinnabon with a ton of frosting helps make the experience a little more bearable.