Airports are such centers of human emotion. And such contrasts depending on whether you’re at the arrival or departure gates.
I love the airport arrival ritual… the waiting, anticipation. Seeing others come through the doors from customs, eyes searching for a familiar face, some people running up to greet them with huge bear hugs, others with a “G’day” and a handshake.. emotions of waiting, then instant joy. Yes, we are human.. and airports definitely show that!
We were there to pick up my parents. The kids were excited, waiting with balloons and flowers and a little sign they made. To while away the time, we played some games like, “Guess how many more people until they come out?”, or “Which door will they come out of?” or “Which airlines are those air stewardesses from?” or “They were in Phuket (because they are wearing a Diesel T-shirt!)” And the kids played tricks on me like “Here they are! Hahhaa made you look!”.
And then they arrived and it was hugs, kisses and smiles all around while we started to share stories of what’s been happening…