Stuck in an airport for hours with nothing to do? Erika Kuever recommends seeking solace in the worship room:
Every airport has a non-denominational worship room, and many are worth a visit, if for no other reason than to get some quiet time. It’s rare to run into anyone else in these rooms, but when you do people tend to smile at you with kind eyes, recognizing another wayfarer considering their mortality in an enormous, climate-controlled, heavily secured, globally elite space.
Due to their essential in-between-ness, airports are fine places for reflection, for thinking broadly and deeply about the world and your place in it. Without consciously intending to I sometimes find myself in a terminal taking stock, thinking about my changing life goals, my strengths and weaknesses, and my hopes and fears, or just deciding this will finally be the year I read Infinite Jest. It’s an even better place to look outwards, to consider human hubris and the march of history.