It’s interesting how my husband and I perceive the nostalgia attached to airports so differently
For me, airports signified new beginnings college, trips, meeting new people, I have an innate sense of happiness when sitting in aiport
For him, airports meant leaving his father and his favourite city behind for a better life
I think the difference comes down to optionality
I saw airports as a place of multiple directions I could take in life and for him it was absence of choice that led him there
My fav place on earth is the airport