Lightning over the airfield delayed the flight. A line of thunderstorms moving east.
Airports are interesting places. Architecture that supports carriage of transient, generic humanity. Generations daily enter, depart, and arrive – processed.
Delays are common, expected, and generally accepted among the strangers who temporarily populate airports.
One woman left Korea early that day, a young man returning to Amsterdam, a woman with moving vans arriving next day – all unique. The tattooed man, the weary newlyweds returning from Italy – each story, with its quirks, a coincidence with whom it is shared.
Strangers who boarded, waited, deplaned, and re-boarded now have an incremental understanding of a few of the stories that passed their way. More willing to hoist luggage, step aside, spare a smile. A common phenomena of human sociability.
Cheers went up at the gate as re-boarding was announced – camaraderie built only through the pressure of process and delay. Something to that.
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