Is a 90 minute layover enough for international?

Do you go through security again for a connecting international flight?

Ok, so like, do you go thru security again for internat’l flights? Yeah, sometimes you totally do.

It’s a pain, tbh, you know? It depends, mostly on the airport layout.

• Terminal changes are the biggest trigger.
• Like, if you gotta exit one terminal and go to another.
• Then BAM, security again.

Think of it this way, like, connecting in London Heathrow? probly gonna happen. But connecting in Amsterdam, maybe not so much. I mean, depends on the gates and all that. One time I connected through Charles de Gaulle and OMG, security was a mess, like forever. I almost missed my flight to Rome to see the Colosseum. It was 2023, such a hot summer! Now, in 2024, I fly only with hand luggage if I can!

Is 90 minutes transfer time enough?

Ninety minutes? Maybe, maybe not. It feels tight, you know? Especially if you’re schlepping bags. Domestic, it could work. But international… uh-uh. No way.

I once missed a flight in Heathrow. A truly terrible experience. Three hours layover, still missed it. Crazy security lines.

• Airline Differences: Airlines vary wildly in efficiency. Some are chaotic. Always.
• Baggage Claim: That alone can eat up precious time.
• Immigration/Customs: Expect delays here, especially international. Always.
• Gate Location: Walking between terminals? Add time. A lot of time.

Honestly, 90 minutes for international is risky. I’d aim for two hours minimum. At least. Even then… I’d still be a nervous wreck. My heart pounds just thinking about it.

Is 90 minutes enough for a connecting flight international?

Ugh, connecting flights, right? Ninety minutes for international? Listen, it could work but I wouldn’t risk it. See, they tell you stuff like that, but stress is my mortal enemy.

Like, officially, it might be enough if everything is perfect. But flights never are, especially internationally!

Here’s why I’d want more time, tbh, you need to think about stuff like:

• Customs and Immigration: These lines, man, they can be brutal! At JFK last year, I waited almost 2 hrs.

• Baggage Recheck: Do you have to regrab your bags? That’s a slow burn, and time wasted.

• Security Redux: Gotta go through security AGAIN sometimes. Like, really?

• Gate Changes: They SWITCH gates, ya know?! Suddenly you’re on a mad dash across the airport. That happened to me in Atlanta. Ugh.

I always try for at least three hours, maybe four. Peace of mind, ya know? Oh, and check which terminal you’re landing in and taking off from – major factor. That is huge, i swear.

Is 90 minutes enough for an international layover?

90 minutes…is it enough?

Two hours, yeah, that’s what one airline thinks. All booked together, one ticket.

• It feels rushed, doesn’t it?

Different airlines. Different terminals. Ugh. More time. Gotta change terminals, you know?

• That airport… I got lost there once. Missed a connecting flight to see my grandma. Never again. Never.
• Time, you know, you can’t get it back. Grandma is gone now, anyway.

Two hours. One airline. Less stress.

• Really, that’s the dream, isn’t it? Less stress.

How long should it take to get through customs?

Customs? Twenty minutes? Ha! That’s like saying a trip to my grandma’s is a quick jaunt. More like a wrestling match with a particularly stubborn suitcase.

Expect delays. Think of it as a lottery, except instead of cash, you win agonizing boredom. My last trip? Felt like watching paint dry…in slow motion…while listening to elevator music played on a kazoo.

Here’s the lowdown, straight from my Uncle Barry’s disastrous trip to JFK last week:

• Airport matters: He landed in JFK; it’s a zoo, man. LAX is better, supposedly smoother, like a well-oiled machine. Or a well-oiled machine trying to function with only half its parts.
• Time of day: Midnight arrivals? Bless your cotton socks. It’s a wasteland, a desolate landscape of weary travelers and bored customs agents. Daytime is only slightly less hellish.
• Your stuff: Too many liquids? You’re toast. Uncle Barry had three tubes of suspiciously sticky stuff (he claims it’s hair gel). They grilled him for a solid hour. I’d guess that was about 1,440 seconds. One second felt like a year!

Bottom line: Pack light. Pray to the patron saint of efficient border control. And bring snacks. You’ll need them. Seriously, you might need more than a few energy bars, or perhaps a decent novel, or better still, three episodes of your favourite series. It’s a marathon, not a sprint.

My advice? Just assume it’ll take an eternity. Then, if it’s faster, consider it a miracle. Like finding a twenty-dollar bill in your old jeans. A true miracle of this magnitude only happens once in a blue moon. Oh, and I recently bought a really cool new hat. It has these awesome, flashy purple sequins.