Dear future hubster,
whenever I arrive to a new and thus unfamiliar airport, I get intimidated. I always think I've seen it all, but the same old stores are suddenly arranged in a different way, I have to figure out how the taps and hand dryers in the bathroom work, sometimes even the money isn't what I'm used to... it can be unsettling. So I go back to the shell of my shy self and retire to a corner somewhere.
Then, in that relatively quiet corner I pull out my good old Nick Hornby and very quickly become what I like being, the usual weirdo, laughing out loud in a corner, comfortably, blissfully ignoring the noisy overwhelming world around.
whenever I arrive to a new and thus unfamiliar airport, I get intimidated. I always think I've seen it all, but the same old stores are suddenly arranged in a different way, I have to figure out how the taps and hand dryers in the bathroom work, sometimes even the money isn't what I'm used to... it can be unsettling. So I go back to the shell of my shy self and retire to a corner somewhere.
Then, in that relatively quiet corner I pull out my good old Nick Hornby and very quickly become what I like being, the usual weirdo, laughing out loud in a corner, comfortably, blissfully ignoring the noisy overwhelming world around.
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