I am not much of an Atlanta fan. It is just very meh to me. I will stop there, lest people start jumping all over my back about my dislike of Atlanta (which they do).
You want to know what my favorite part of Atlanta is though?
The Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport.
I think I have a love affair with the Atlanta airport. Actually, I think I have a love affair with all airports. They are like long-distance relationships. (Ahh, see what I did there?) We don’t get to see each other all the time, but when we do it is like a lovers’ reunion.
I get this excitement. I am so fascinated by everything going on in airports. I love all the different people you see and where they are all going or coming from. I like to explore the different stores and restaurants. I even love all the parts people don’t enjoy so much, like going through security. I love the whole experience, flying included! Airports are interesting to compare too because for example, in London you see all the high-end stores like Gucci, but in Atlanta you see touristy stores that sell “I’m a Georgia Peach” t-shirts.
Each airport is unique, like all the people in it.
I think the Atlanta airport is to me what King’s Cross is to Harry Potter. King’s Cross was the threshold that took Harry to the place he belonged. The place he loved and called home. It took him to Hogwarts. The Atlanta Airport is my threshold that takes me to where I belong. Abroad.
Each airport is unique like each culture I want to experience and each person I want to meet.
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