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Another Day in the Terminal

by Delaney Romyn

Last Updated on June 8, 2015 by

IMG_2138As with any job, working in an airport has its pluses and minuses. On one hand, it pays for your parking, security is a breeze, and you get to chat with people about their adventures all day without sounding creepy for asking a bunch of fairly personal questions. The downside is the downtime, seemingly endless hours watching people run off to thousands of places while you’re stuck daydreaming about your own upcoming journey and the time can’t pass fast enough until you’re on a plane of your own.

To say I’m stoked to go to London would be a massive understatement. I’m beyond ecstatic to be leaving in a week. I’ve written and re-written my packing list to make sure everything is perfect as people wander by, smacking their foreheads for forgotten toothbrushes or pants. I see Union Jacks on everything, and the giant copies of Hamlet, Macbeth, and Much Ado About Nothing practically scream at me from my bookshelf with the history and rich words on their pages, words that in just days I will be studying in the place they were originally spoken and felt.

All I want to do is make all the daydreams a reality. I am counting down the seconds until I hop on that plane and start an adventure of my own so that my customers won’t be the only ones with amazing adventures. Next time I head into the airport, I won’t park in the employee lot, I won’t stop a few feet past security and clock in at a register in my store; I’ll have my passport and my bags and I’ll walk straight to a gate and embark on a journey that I don’t think I could be more excited for if I tried.

See you in London everybody! I’ll try not to get too lost in sheer amazement but I make no guarantees.

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