Denver — Why do I always feel like I am running away from something? I never feel settled, I can’t get the “this is it?” thought out of my head. What am I missing? Nine months ago, I dreamed about being in the place I am now. In a steady job for what I went to graduate school for, supporting myself, having roommates I get along and laugh with. But still. My bedroom in Denver doesn’t seem permanent. I’m al...
Rio de janeiro — Not all people like airports. Most people actually dislike them. But there are those who appreciate airports. I do, and a few of my friends do too. People who don’t enjoy the airport experience focus ...
Tel aviv — Everyone waiting at the arrivals gate seemed to have them. They were attached to prams and backpacks, tied around toddlers’ arms, and clustering on the ceiling. The usual atmosphere at airport arrival...
Why do I always feel like I am running away from something? I never feel settled, I can’t get the “this is it?” thought out of my head.
Manila bound. From where things are not as glorious as people back home thinks it is.
After five years of literally flying solo (and singing its praises), I have a confession: it's begun to wear thin.
Airports as parallel realities.
No planes in nowhere
The first thing I noticed when I arrived at Tel Aviv's Ben Gurion airport on Wednesday were the balloons.
Airports with style
Dulles feels like it's straight out of the 60's. Makes you realize how much of today is built on the past.
Day 42 #100HappyDays: Journeys
Waiting to board our flight to Madrid, the city we keep returning to.
A recharging layover.
Welcome to Changi Airport. Famous airport in the world. It was my excellent first experience there.
Airport canteen in KLCC. I thought it would be quiet but apparently it was not.
Airport gate Terminal 3 in Soekarno Hatta. A new journey was begin.
On the Road (again).
29 minutes. Connecting from some here to else where. RUN. -- Never imagining I'd turn my head and see you.
The loneliness of the long distance traveler...
You are here
While you wait. At Borispol International.
New terminal at airport Borispol international. Looks very Sci-fi
Into the unknown
Handbooks for Observers, Spotters and other Witnesses
Airport lounge. Men on the left. Women and kids on the right. No drinks. No upgrades. No upselling.
Everyone say a prayer now …
Ottawa: arguably the world's most beautiful capitol city.
I pause under the glass canopy and think of Jack, and Hurley, and the other candidates. Oceanic 815 now boarding.