This week’s reader mail is a surprisingly challenging question … and one I am happy to try and answer. Bill asks “Why do you like airports so much? They are noisy and frantic buildings people are usually trying to leave as quick as they can.”
Bill … why do I like airports? Well lets change that question a bit … lets make the question “why do you love airports so much?”
I have loved airports my whole life, having grown up at the end of a runway at New York’s JFK International Airport I used to spend my nights watching planes coming and going until I fell asleep and would take every opportunity I could to go to the airport.
While airports are noisy and frantic, I find that pace peaceful. Airports are a microcosm of the world we live in, they are a place of high emotions and social interactions and larger airports, such as New York’s JFK, London Heathrow, Hong Kong International Airport are a continual stream of cultures, languages and backgrounds of travelers. The ability to watch planes, watch people and escape into the pace of busy airport makes airports an ideal oasis … at least I think so.
Spending the day sitting against the window of a busy terminal watching the movement on the ramp and observing everything around me, living in what is essentially a city that changes 90% of its population every few hours, I find the airports peaceful, refreshing and often an environment where I can sit and work in peace.
There are many intangibles to loving airports, such as the smell of jet fuel … the constant flow of movement, the sense of excitement everywhere, even if you’re not traveling and the memories made as a child in and around airports.
So why do I like airports so much? Because they make me happy.