May 25, 2003
Lithuanian Food of The Day 6
From Gatwick airport:
Another day, another airport. Sitting in the BA lounge makes me feel more like an outsider observing an airport than someone waiting for a plane. Not observing, though, because you are, for the most part, isolated from all things airport. There are a couple of monitors showing flight departure times but otherwise it's hard to tell where you are.
With all this exclusive "luxury," however, why don't they have free ethernet, free wireless internet, and easy-to-locate A/C plugs with which to recharge your computer?
Since I got here I've read the middle third of Scott Carrier's "Running After Antelope." His stories of hitchhiking across the country because he hadn't the money to fly or drive and riding military helicopters into and out of Cambodia left me with two feelings: "Hey, sometimes I'm a rugged world traveller too," and "I live a very sheltered, boring life."
Arriving back in Lithuania was both different and the same. I kind of had this "continuum of travelling" feeling where I expected everything to be the same when I got off the plane as it was when I got on, but the signs reminded me that I was not in England, nor back home in the US. I haven't had the experience of taking off from and arriving to places that were not home.
And again I was reminded of what must be the saddest part of business travel: walking through the arrival hall where families have packed in to greet loved ones and knowing that you don't know anybody, and home is thousands of miles away.Posted at May 25, 2003 10:10 PM, Categories: Beardcore