Airport Days
The airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face,
and sleep on the benches and no one judges you
Coriander Woodruff
and sleep on the benches and no one judges you
Coriander Woodruff
Boarding Passes
There was a time when airline travel was an event, an adventure, a ticket to the new, distant, exotic and unknown. A chance to test the fantasy or expectation with the reality of actually arriving at that somewhere far from home. Then came budget travel, the world opened up and the ability to experience the wonder of the new expanded exponentially.
The capacity to widen a business footprint grew in tandem and suddenly you could be everywhere. Visits to three eastern seaboard cities in a day. Three meetings in two countries in seventy two hours. Both events achieved more than once. Waiting, tedium, routines to pass the time. Airport lounges, business class, cattle class and all seat sizes in between. Frequent Flyer points, upgrades, don't care just let me get home, tedium, long stopovers on international transits.
Somewhere along the way domestic air travel came to replicate the earlier grinding experiences of transit terminals. Back then a long distance bus or train was the only way to more any distance until you could afford a reliable car.
Large airports stopped being fun.
Access to remote locations and the dependency on air travel living offshore or in the desert became more frequent. This meant small slow planes, flying below and around the clouds, dodging bad weather and waiting for tropical storms to subside before taking off. Schedules were a guide only as long as there was enough daylight. Adventure remained only the scale changed.
Many boarding passes where scanned during my airport days.
Honing my skills at procrastination one day I decided to make a list
The capacity to widen a business footprint grew in tandem and suddenly you could be everywhere. Visits to three eastern seaboard cities in a day. Three meetings in two countries in seventy two hours. Both events achieved more than once. Waiting, tedium, routines to pass the time. Airport lounges, business class, cattle class and all seat sizes in between. Frequent Flyer points, upgrades, don't care just let me get home, tedium, long stopovers on international transits.
Somewhere along the way domestic air travel came to replicate the earlier grinding experiences of transit terminals. Back then a long distance bus or train was the only way to more any distance until you could afford a reliable car.
Large airports stopped being fun.
Access to remote locations and the dependency on air travel living offshore or in the desert became more frequent. This meant small slow planes, flying below and around the clouds, dodging bad weather and waiting for tropical storms to subside before taking off. Schedules were a guide only as long as there was enough daylight. Adventure remained only the scale changed.
Many boarding passes where scanned during my airport days.
Honing my skills at procrastination one day I decided to make a list