> > > I think there must be something wrong with me, because I love hanging around airports
> >
> > There's something wrong with me, too. I don't like being in airports, but I do like being in them. Maybe it's a weird masochism thing, but I like to explore the area and watch people miss their planes.
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> There's something wrong with me, three. I love taking off, I love landing, I love flying, and I love being in airports.

I far prefer the arrivals lounge to the departure lounge. I'm not sure why, but it might be the fact that everyone is on their own personal time, and no-one is in a real hurry.

But airports, and all transport termini (even bus stations) are fun places to be.

Oh, and on the subject of security: I remember the first time I flew to America, several years ago. I had to fill in a visa exemption form on which the first question was "Have you ever commited a crime of moral terpitude?" When I got to the customs desk, I asked the chap what exactly that meant, because I didn't want to lie on an official form. His reply? "Just tick the damn box." Apparently he didn't know, either.

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