‘As an introvert, it’s no surprise that I hate airports. As a regular traveller, however, it’s a necessary evil (mainly because I don’t have my own private jet…yet) to get me to where I want to be…’
‘They come in fabulous little 100ml sizes and they even come complete with their very own clear plastic bag. It’s almost as if they were actually designed for going on holiday… ‘
‘Nothing makes my airport stay better than not being around All Of The People…’
You haven’t lived until you’ve played ‘Where Are They Going?’ at your chosen terminal. It’s possibly not the most politically correct game ever, but you can usually separate a stag party heading to Krakow from a business woman on her way to London. Les and I have become quite skilled at working out who’s headed to Spanish Islands or Orlando, but are dreadful at working out who’s going to Rome or New Orleans.
This game passes time in the most entertaining way, but it can be difficult not to cheer out loud when someone you’ve tagged as heading to the European Parliament to lobby MEPs suddenly jumps up with the Brussels flight is announced. However, I imagine that the glamorous older lady on her way to a gorgeous spa result in Mexico would be most displeased if you had her labelled as the next Shirley Valentine, so do keep your voice down. Also, please let me know which airport you play at and how many you get right. I must know.
.What are your tips for relaxing at the airport?