I love travel that includes spending lots of time at airports. I have to admit I don’t mind it at all. I love airports. Something about them it’s really mystery. Those many different people spending hours together in one place without even notice it. Airport is the ultimate best place for people watching. That’s what I do all the time. So many stories. So many life! You remember the movie Love Actually? At the end of the story when everyone is at the airport greeting each other? I always cry…
- make up ( that I never use )
The ultimate treat is always the same. Moët Champagne and Seafood bar. That is my favourite place ever. It is tradition now. A glass of champagne. I am actually pretty upset when I have an extra early flight, mostly when I go for a city break, and the bar is not open yet. I have to get a coffee from Costa. Cheers! It’s not the same but understandable I can’t get tipsy in the early morning. The feeling when I sit at that champagne bar and I know I’m about to get away somewhere exciting and somewhere different that is just priceless. Sometimes I am making up stories while watching people. My imagination is absolute crazy. Actually I’m wondering sometimes how much it’s my imagination and how much could be true. I think that at every airport should have a box where you can leave your life story or just a story of the day. Can you imagine how amazing posts that would be when someone put them all together in a blog?