After experiencing things from the other side, my only wish is that one day people start to wake up; that they put down the beauty magazines and switch off the E! Network; that they power down to power up, and go out into the world (even their own town) and see it for what it really is, see the people for who they really are: beautiful.
Amsterdam airport is a huge and stark place. Lit by sheets of neon lights, it towers into the heavens and winds into places unseen. There are other airports which are warmer, more familiar, less intimidating, but as I sit here at 8.30 in the morning, I feel more comforted than I have for a long time.
On our flight to England, I'd read Mark Doty's Still Life with Oysters and Lemon: On Objects and Intimacy. It is a book about still life pictures, but also about love, loss and our hunger for intimacy. The book moved me, and in the course of a ten hour journey, altered my understanding of why I travel, of why I need to travel.