The seat is not that comfortable, built for short rather than long term stays. They’re lined up in a row, in groups of four with dark, slippery vinyl covering.
Peoples chatter surrounds you. Different levels, different pitch and different languages. The booming announcements bounce up against the walls and manage to slide around the pillars.
There’s a floating surface layer of calm but underneath lies fear, apprehension, sadness but also anticipation, joy and excitement.
We all hover here in the terminal, stuck between starting point A and destination point B. It’s like someone has pushed pause on our journey. But this is where the excitement builds, your nerve endings on edge. You’re marking time until someone releases the pause button and you shoot off like a penny-pincher at the Boxing Day sales.
Just one of the many holding patterns we get to experience as travellers. Feeling wired, blood pumping faster, a sense of building euphoria until the signal is given to Go!
Travel, it’s an ongoing sensory high! And that’s before you’ve even got on the plane.
“Looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them” Lucy Maud Montgomery (Author of Anne Of Green Gables)
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