Call me crazy but I love going to the airport early so that I can just hang out.
I love wandering around the news agents, choosing magazines for the flight that I wouldn’t usually read (and paying an obscene amount of money for them).
I love just sitting and watching fellow travellers, dreaming up what their story is – where they are off to, why, witnessing the goodbyes and the hello’s!
And I just love the feeling of peace that comes over me – having the time to just sit and read, or sleep, or watch a movie. That is combined with the feeling that I am going somewhere on a plane for an adventure, away from the pressures of everyday life.
I can’t wait to get there today – well – 9pm tonight. It’s only 9am at the moment. WAY to early to go yet : (