Frankfurt
16 May2009
It’s a little before noon in Frankfurt. I only have a four hour layover this time and I should be back in Kuwait around eleven tonight. I hope my deodorant holds out…
This is an odd airport. Very cold – everything (and I mean everything) is made of brushed aluminum. Stores are sparse and security checkpoints are numerous. Nothing very aesthetic or relaxing. But I’m glad to be here. Last night was a bit… rocky. Just I was trying to get some sleep, we hit turbulence. A bunch of it. I think we bounced around for at least an hour. Maybe more. I’ve never been worried in a plane before but I got nervous. Talking to God nervous. Maybe it wasn’t that bad – when I mentioned it this morning, the guy next to me had not even noticed. And, historically, planes don’t fall out of the sky except at takeoff and landing. Maybe I’m just feeling a bit adrift. Scattered and untethered.
Maybe there is such a thing as too much travel.
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2 Responses to Frankfurt
Bowmar Brain
May 16th, 2009 at 3:58 pm
Frankfurt’s not my favorite airport, either. The checkpoints for Americans, especially going into the US, are the most taxing of any I’ve encountered. The transit lounges are OK if you can find them (and are traveling business class). What gets me most is the smoking in the terminal — even though they have designated sections, there seem to be so many more of them, more than even Heathrow.
mburma
May 17th, 2009 at 12:38 am
They are like little smoking incubators. What must it be like to sit next to someone for the next five hours who has spent 15-20 minutes in one of thoise chambers?