The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury.
~Marcus Aurelius
Month: March 2019
My Love Affair with Airports
I will never forget the first time I’ve been to the airport to travel, not just to pick-up relatives vacationing from abroad. To travel not for leisure but for work. I was always fascinated with airplanes flying so high above me when I was a small girl. And so I was so flabbergasted when I got face-to-face with an airplane on one of the wide windows of the airport that night I’m bound for Kuwait. It was huge and magnificent that I had to stop, look and tell myself that it’s real, I’m looking directly at an airplane that I just used to see flying above me. I felt like the plane was staring back at me, too. It was wow! Then I went looking for my gate and I’ve seen a lot of people mostly Filipinos but many others with different nationalities, too! The shops, the monitors. And since then my love affair with airports has started.
I don’t travel much but yes, I love airports. There’s a different feeling whenever I arrive in airports. I love reaching them way earlier than my flight. For the past nine and a half years, I’ve been living eight minutes away from the airport. Sometimes, I go there to kill time. I go around then sit in a cafe as there are no cafes in my area. (Yes, you’ve read that right, none! Only Arabic style coffee shops that’s filled with thick, suffocating smoke from cigarettes and hookah/shisha/hubbly bubbly.) The Kuwait International Airport is small but development works are on progress so we’ll be seeing more of that in the next few months/years. Still, it’s okay to just go around the area where non-travelers are allowed.
When I travel though, as I’ve mentioned earlier, I love reaching the airport way earlier than my flight time. I go around the area before immigration then check-in then go around again. Once I pass the immigration, I continue walking around and checking all the shops without the intention of buying anything. (The only things I buy in airports are books and coffee.) Then after giving myself a tour of the entire place, I choose which cafe I’ll buy coffee from and find a good spot to read, write or just people-watch while waiting. People-watching in airports is never boring. Human drama right in front of your eyes.
Sometimes too, I just stare at several tv/monitors, big or small, showing the departure flights. Yes, I enjoy doing that. It makes me happy staring at all those flights change their status one by one — boarding, departing, delayed. Furthermore, I also like watching the ground crews do their jobs when a plane arrives at the gates. And I like seeing the pilots pass by us before boarding. Well, it’s nice to know who’s flying the aircraft, right?
I love airports not the way I love a certain restaurant, museum or shop. How so and why?
When I’m at the airport with my luggage and all, I know I’m set to another adventure. I’m riding an airplane. I am going somewhere. Some place other than where I am at the moment. A place I haven’t been to before or a place I’m returning to. Somewhere, someone or no one, is waiting for me. A place I might like or not. I’m going far away. Or I’m going home.
In addition, I feel most interconnected whenever I’m in airports. It’s a place so full of movements. A place full of change. My brain cells get so alive, active and energized. The diversity of people who crowd the airports, coming and going from one place to another for whatever reason. It’s compelling to see people of different nationalities, young and old, families, tour groups, solo travelers, waiting for their flights or just arrived.
Next, airports make you step back and wait. I mean, in this present world where everything just go by so fast, it’s just nice that whether you’re just transferring from one plane to another or having a really long layover, airports make you stand still, stop, pause, wait and think.
What’s more is that it makes me temporarily escape from my everyday life. From the person I choose to become. From the life I’m leading. It reminds me that I can go somewhere else again and start all over though it’s not going to be easy. The point is, there are many other possibilities, many cities, many countries to go to. Sometimes, seeing all the destinations in the monitors makes me realize where I really wanted to be.
Airports are a beautiful place of transition. For some, it’s where their journey begins, to others it’s where it continues or to many others, it’s where it ends. One thing’s for sure in airports though — no one stays. Everyone leaves.
Both photos are from Google. Credit to the owners.
Quote of the Week
There are plenty of ways to die, but only love can kill and keep you alive to feel it.
-Leo Christopher
A Six-Word Story
You’d always be my favorite almost.
My Anti-Bucket List
I understand the idea of mulling over and writing down the things we wish, hope and want to do and ticking them off once we’ve accomplished it and for me, it somehow helps me to live out the best possible life I could, though sometimes, I just end up disappointed as it ends up ruining my expectations.
So this time, for a change, I’m writing down the things I hope to never do — or hope to never do again, things I don’t plan to do, things I hope to never happen — or hope to never happen again, before I kick the bucket. This list isn’t all-inclusive, of course, but read on.
- Stop reading. 📖
- Stop singing. 🎤
- Get tattooed.
- Marry or have an affair with a married man.
- Break someone’s heart. 💔
- Hold a spider. 🕷
- Stop learning new things.
- Go to prison or be arrested.
- Ignore complicated realities.
- Stop taking risks.
- End the year with less money 💰 💰 💰 than I started with.
- Not believe in myself.
- Step foot on anything squishy or slimy.
- Take things for granted.
- Play it safe.
- Lose my taste for alcohol. 🍺 🍷
- Smoke.
- Lose my sense of humor.
- End up in the hospital wearing my worst pair of underwear.
- Get food poisoning.
- Say no to dessert. 🍰🍮🍭🍫🍩
- Cause more hurt than happiness.
- Kill someone.
- Change who I am.
- Be normal. (Who wants normal?)
- Fall off a horse.
- Get bitten by a dog.
- Be hungover.
- Fight with my mom.
- Hit 70 kgs!
- Be a walking ATM to my friends or anyone.
- Tell a child that Santa Claus 🎅 is not real.
- Keep toxic people in my life.
- Get stuck in the elevator in between floors.
- Hold back love.
- Stop taking chances.
- Hold grudges.
It’s your turn now! What’s on your anti-bucket list? Write them down on the comments, I’m so eager to know!
Have a pleasant day, homo sapiens! 😊
A Six-Word Story
Not angry. Not upset. Just done.
Quote of the Week
Your value does not decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.
-Ted Rubin
Quote of the Week
The principle here is that the new generation owes a measure of thanks to every member of the previous generation. Our elders planted fields and fought in wars; they advanced the arts and sciences, and generally made sacrifices on our behalf. So by their efforts, however humble, they have earned a measure of our gratitude and respect.
~Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow
A Six-Word Story
Even broken things can be loved.
A Six-Word Story
I love you, it’s killing me.
Quote of the Week
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
~Louise Erdrich
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