Waiting in the airport has nothing to do with the daily waiting rooms of the London tube (as one example...)! A bit of derision in a well calculated commercial area, where we're all first to be served before "a pleasant journey...", a lot of waiting and looking at each other. When flying, people are more patient than in a short tube journey, and because of the whole fuss of going through an airport into the airplane, it takes us long to get to know our unkown features, our gliding faces. It's a place for patience, and a very strange cultural crossroad - mostly consisting of look exchanges, but not a cold feature of your style, or a checkin' yourself out. It's a patient look, not curious, litterally just waiting.
And then there are these lonesome travellers who spend a forth of the year in airplanes and even more on their cell-phones. Some of them sometimes look out of place...
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