The process of flying from one country to another requires infinite patience. At the airport one moves from one zone to another (check-in, security, passport control, departure lounge, gate), each move entailing yet another queue. It’s like watching paint dry and takes nearly as long. And when you reach your destination airport you reverse some of those procedures!
Thankfully the journey is only a means to an end, and God help us if when we arrive, the ‘end’ has not justified the ‘means’! A coffee and a patisserie, magazines, a good book, an iPod and maybe a camera can go some way to reducing the tedium of the experience.
Geneva airport is one such gateway I brave more often than I would like on the way to/from summer and winter visits to France and Switzerland. In the last year or so, thanks to airport re-developments, the experience has improved somewhat from what was once a truly dire ordeal. There is now something to photograph too.
Which leads me neatly to two images taken on my recent return from a ski trip to the Portes du Soleil ski area.
Something a bit different: a pair of abstract reflections.
The only recognizable element being the tails of two British Airways jets in their customary livery seen in the second image.
I didn’t even have to move from my seat in the departure lounge to capture these – which was useful, as on this occasion my wife wasn’t around to guard the hand luggage while I wandered off! You see, she comes in useful even at the airport!