Airports

  

Airports are one of my favourite places ever. Whenever I'm at the airport, there always seems to be excess time, so sometimes I take this time to just people watch; It's amazing how much you can learn from others without even getting to know them.


Whether it be at arrivals or departures, the stir of emotions you see in the people's faces are simply priceless. 

The departures section is always somber as people say goodbye to their loved ones. I once saw what must have been the departure of a father from his family. He had with him his wife and three kids, one of them a toddler who could not stop crying and throwing out her arms everytime her dad took a step further towards the gates. I could tell the father did not want to go either, as he stepped back, picked her up and gave her a hug each time until he absolutely had to go.

On the other hand, arrivals has a more upbeat and happy atmosphere, where friends, family, and couples reunite. The moment  they see their loved one exit through those sliding doors could possibly be the best thing ever. There are smiles all around, hugs exchanged, and rambling chatter as they eagerly catch up on lost times. I once had to sit at arrivals for more than an hour because of a delayed flight, but I didn't get bored at all. Watching grandparents wait for their grandchildren with colourful balloons, and husbands waiting for their wives with bouquets of roses never gets old.