Must Be In My Blind Spot

I took a trip to Detroit today to pick up a young lady from the airport who is visiting Spring Arbor University from California.  I had never met her, so we were doing the whole calling and texting thing to try to find each other at the airport.  We were describing what we were wearing and where we were.....I texted her, "I am wearing a gray and black polka-dot sweater....hopefully that will help you spot me"....wasn't even trying to be funny. :P

I was explaining where I was in the second lane of traffic slowing moving through to pick up arrivals....but she didn't see me anywhere and I wasn't spotting her either.  I made the mistake of using a person wearing a brightly tie dyed shirt as a landmark and then he moved....doh, he had been standing there leaning on a pole for a long time.  I heard the same announcement barked out through our phone conversation as through my car window, so I thought we had to be close (that made me feel like I was on a CSI show listening to the background noises).  Finally, we discovered that she had exited and was waiting for me at departures and I was waiting for her at arrivals....she was right above me....so I circled around and up a level to locate her.