I’m sitting in Melbourne Airport, and it’s disturbingly early. I’ve never done an airport post before! I asked my travelling companions what they would wish to transform.
Constant Frequent Flyer said the iphone and it’s silly expensive data plans. He really wants one, but can’t get one through work. We then had a very joyful gadget-geek discussion on the pros and cons of different crackberry style phones.
When I asked Ryan, he said he was pretty happy. He couldn’t think of anything to transform. Bless. But then, when I think about it, I’m pretty happy to.
So I’d like to wish for a little more airport love. Going through airport security makes me wonder what the world would look like with a little more trust and a little less suspicion. Don’t get me wrong, I understand the need for security. I just wish we could dispense with the measures that only improve our ‘perception of safety’.
Can you imagine an airport full of love? Where people help each other with their luggage. Where a long queue is seen as an opportunity to relax and talk, not an inconvenience. Where security guards took their job seriously, but still managed to smile. And nobody expected a single mother to carry her child, the car seat and her carry-on all at once.
A little acoustic music would be awesome, too. Maybe they should add busking spots like they do in the london tube corridors.
So here’s my crazy silly wish. I wish our airports could be transformed by love.