Feeling Interstitial
O’Hare Airport 17/2/2006 2:20 PM
Sitting in Chili’s at the O’Hare Airport. They have a patio. That is, they have an open area that is on the walkway. It’s supposed to be a beer garden; this strikes me as oddly artificial.
William Gibson wrote that airports are interstitial spaces, neither one place nor another. When I travel alone, I really feel this sense of being disconnected from everyone and everywhere. Not perhaps the best way to start three weeks in a very foreign place.
It will be three weeks before I see my friends and husband (who were so good to see me off with breakfast this morning). I don’t know what the chances will be to phone or when I will have access to email.
Sitting in Chili’s at the O’Hare Airport. They have a patio. That is, they have an open area that is on the walkway. It’s supposed to be a beer garden; this strikes me as oddly artificial.
William Gibson wrote that airports are interstitial spaces, neither one place nor another. When I travel alone, I really feel this sense of being disconnected from everyone and everywhere. Not perhaps the best way to start three weeks in a very foreign place.
It will be three weeks before I see my friends and husband (who were so good to see me off with breakfast this morning). I don’t know what the chances will be to phone or when I will have access to email.
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