When travel loses its glamour

I’ve been traveling quite a bit this week, from Seattle to LA to Heathrow to Bradford, most recently flying from Bradford to Amsterdam.

As a kid flying was always at least a bit glamorous, but that’s vanished in many places – certainly absent from Leeds/Bradford airport. I have been in bus stations with better decor than than this airport which caters primarily to package tours, as evidenced by the fact that there’s nowhere to sit other than bars once you get air-side. What an armpit of an airport!

A fitting launch pad then for Jet2 flight, with its plastic bucket seats and filthy floors.

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