Terminal

I’ve been to the airport hundreds of times, and between the endless queueing and running to and from gates, I rarely have a moment to breathe. But there’s something to be said for getting there as early as your parents would and taking time to slow down and look around. I often say that the best way to see a city is when it’s raining — I’d have to say the same for an airport.

 
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