I have had a longstanding rule when flying that if I do not run through the airport at some point, I arrived too early. I’d generally rather be outside the airport exploring whatever city I’m in, for as long as I can, with people I like. The benefits of sprinting are numerous and equally applicable within airports.
But Craig Mod might have just changed my mind. Excellently written and derived via an impressive history of international travel, he shares his practical—and very funny—approach to getting from A to B with minimal stress and optimal enjoyment.
You look insane — your white mask, your monkey bra, your noise-canceling headphones, but it doesn’t matter. You are satiated, filled with nourishing food; you have gotten your work done, and now you float in a personal outer space. An outer space that sounds like the summer in Wisconsin and feels just as humid within the nose and mouth thanks to your microclimate. You are on a plane but are not. You could be anywhere. You are untouchable. You are possibly the most insufferable traveler ever. You float and smile because you are the Dalai Lama. This is how you survive air travel.