Recently, I read a post about someone’s bicycle tire going flat; the bicycle being their main source of transportation. What normally would have been a frustrating ordeal, ended up providing the time to enjoy scenery which typically goes unnoticed.
Why complain when we experience hiccups in our schedules? Why not just appreciate and enjoy those unexpected moments? With a positive outlook, you can change that hiccup into a fun, happy occasion. Whereas complaining won’t do anything, but upset you more.
(One caveat – if the trip is for an emergency, then rarely can a delay of any kind be turned into a positive one.)
That takes us to airport delays. Call me strange if you want, but I enjoy delays and layovers. When at all possible, I even try to arrive extra early just so I can have more airport time.
Everywhere we go, people are fascinating to watch, but especially at airports. There is such a variety of emotions to be seen there. Sad goodbyes, joyous reunions and relieving farewells. I like to imagine peoples’ scenarios. Who are they leaving behind? Where are they going? Why are they going there?
Aside from imagining the reason for someone’s departure, there are other forms of entertainment all around. Mothers chasing their kids down the moving walkways, parents who have obviously never traveled with their children before, and couples arguing in the corner.
There are also those people who have never heard of inside voices. No matter how many gates down they are, they can still be heard, as if they’re sitting right next to you.
Then there’s the elderly. They are precious to watch and I love to see the crinkled smiles on their faces when airport staff stop to assist them.
Newlyweds are cute! They’re so lovey-dovey, giggly, and just downright adorable with how they interact with each other. I watch them, hoping that their closeness remains and that they grow old together.
Years ago, I used to want to be a flight attendant. So obviously, watching the flight staff brings on even more imaginary thought. What cities have they flown to? What do they do during their downtime at each destination? That would be a fun career, I think. However, I’ve also listened to them complain to their co-workers about horrible treatment and low wages, so maybe I should rethink that.
Daily Post asked what would I do during a 6 hour delay at the airport. My answer: grab a coffee, kick back, and watch people. That would keep me entertained for hours, and would provide a lot of blogging material for later.
However, if the delay was late at night, people watching would still be number one, but in between dosing off. A woman’s got to get her beauty sleep, right? Ha! Thankfully, I’ve found numerous semi-comfortable positions to sleep in, on those lovely rock hard seats the airports provide.
People. What more do you need for entertainment?
This post is a response to the Daily Post prompt: Terminal Time
You’re at the airport, your flight is delayed for six more hours, and none of your electronic devices is working. How do you pass the time?