Being 'in transit'

It maybe the only time i literally cross paths or share the physical space with hundreds, if not thousands of people. Truly a mind-boggling thought. The probability is high that this will be the one time in our lives we will cross paths; whoever we are, whatever we believe, however we live, none of it matters in this moment because for this single moment we are here, together. 

 I will have passed through 4 airports, 3 of which are quite large. I had a long layover in Heathrow and in that time I was in 2 terminals, over 7 queues (to terminal busses, to board the airport train, customs, security, to purchase food, to use the restroom, to board the plane), walked, pursued the random wares, and sat in many areas. Who knows how many people I came in contact with in just this leg of my journey?

and then there is the magic of flight. We take it for granted I think. We whine about the seats, we stress about the process, and I think often we forget what we are about to do...travel hundreds or thousands of miles in the air.