I’m definitely one of those people for whom the journey means as much as the destination.
I love that added element of excitement/drama that foreign airports add to a trip.
From the legendary glacial speed it takes to get processed at LAX to the quirks of local life you get a glimpse of by people watching at the airport stores and eateries, to the displays of local magazines and even the challenge of trying to decode the signage in foreign languages – it’s all exciting to me.
I love watching proceedings from outside the window of my seat before take off.
Trucks and buggies appear toylike next to the planes. I admire the choreographed movements of the ground staff in their high vis. It all works with clockwork precision as conveyor belts load and unload supplies and luggage ahead of the flight.
After the theatre on the ground, it’s time for takeoff. This is what saying goodbye to Boston looked like.
I think this may be the Tobin bridge in the photo below.
It was one of the most beautiful departures from the US I’ve ever seen.
What’s not to love about floating above the clouds while the wonders of physics and engineering propel the plane forward yet you feel strangely still?
After all of that, further adventures await as you make your way from the airport to the promised land of a proper bed and hot shower after your travels.
Do you like anything about airports and the travel process in general?