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Boarding

An abandoned newspaper in a boarding area of Chinggis Khaan International, as passengers wait (and wait) to depart for Dalanzadgad.

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In Transit

In transit on a Monday morning. Both me and him and people on the planes beyond. Shot from the moving walkway to Terminal 2F at Paris Charles de Gaulle airport.

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Converging Glass

Detail of the roof at Charles de Gaulle Terminal 2F. There’s a slightly coloured version on my Instagram feed, but something about this structure makes me think black and white.

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Walkways

The comings and goings of airport life. Sometimes about the people, sometimes about the planes, sometimes about the glass and steel that bring them together. I’ve been in this terminal and lounge a number of times over the past 18 months, but rarely with enough time to wander and observe….

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Empty Gate

Waiting in Terminal D, in one of the small sections of the airport that isn’t a Duty Free shop.

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Tug and Conveyers

A constellation of equipment for cargo handling, on the tarmac at SVO’s Terminal E.

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Terminal Call

At one of the cafes in Terminal D, looking across to Terminal F.

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Fountain Flight

I’ve posted a shot of this gate before. It’s at the midpoint of Detroit’s McNamara Terminal: the main security checkpoint, where the train boards, where the tunnel leads to another terminal, where walkways begin. Where all the action is. So Delta makes a bit of a show here.

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Going, going, gone…

I don’t know when they disappeared, exactly. I suppose it’s been a few years. But from my earliest memories of flying, a clear standout wasn’t the sharp acceleration of takeoff, the strangely clogged and popping ears, or emerging into a gleaming orange sunset after climbing above dense clouds. It came via the speaker system.

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Inside the Bird

Inside Santiago Calatrava’s Satolas train station at the Lyon airport.

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Jumbo Loading

Waiting for my ride to New York.

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Call at Gate 40

In the gate area as an Asia-bound airplane prepares for departure.

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Detroit Disco

Whether on a layover or at an end of a trip, DTW’s Terminal A was the place. It had been years since I’d used another terminal, and far longer since I’d transited between them. When I first started my overseas trips in 2000, Detroit Metro Airport was one of the…

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Boarding Gate

In the empty departure area at JNB, waiting for my flight to Cape Town.

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A Scene From The Future

It’s going to be an interesting year. Each time my calendar page turns to January, I’m always surprised with how few of the previous year’s happenings I would have predicted 365 days ago. Likewise for 2013, with events personal and professional, the year was replete with change and surprise.

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Droplets

From the plane at Schiphol, heading toward Nice, France on a rainy June morning.

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The Bird

With today’s news of Rogers Stirk Harbour + Partners (RSHP), home of iconic architect Richard Rogers, being awarded the design for a new terminal for the Lyon-Saint Exupéry Airport, I thought it fitting to showcase the first amazing piece of work at the airport, Santiago Calatrava’s Satolas TGV station. A photo from the inside is what kicked off the relaunch of this blog back in April.

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Terminal

The terminal end of Terminal 2E at Paris’ Charles de Gaulle airport.

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Mini Concourse

The McNamara Terminal and its mini train at Detroit Metro Airport.

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Preflight

In the early morning light, a beautifully maintained C-47 sits on the flightline of the Cherbourg airport. We would later see it spooling up for its practice flights, in advance of the WWII-related ceremonies around the region that week.

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Asking For It

I’d like to think I had it coming. As I was boarding the shuttle bus from the plane to the terminal at JNB, expecting to transfer to my flight to Atlanta, I said to my colleague, “I would love it if there was some issue and I ended up going someplace other than Atlanta.”

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Satolas

A year in photos. With this post, I am relaunching my site after about a year away. In that time, there were many developments, many destinations and many photos. This shot comes from the incredible, bird-shaped Satolas TGV station at the Lyon Saint Exupery Airport, in Lyon, France. Designed by Santiago Calatrava, this building is the nexus between land and sky, plane, car and train. Going forward, there will be much more. A year away from blogging, and a growing archive of stories and pictures, leads me to a year of posting. I’ve come full circle. And with it, day one of 365. A year in photos.

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Terminal 1

From seat 18A, en route to Paris’ CDG Terminal 2.

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Empty Seats

The empty gate area at A66, about 9:30pm.

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Tram at A66

Walking just the distance of a few gates in Detroit’s McNamara Terminal, our global connectivity laid bare. Cleveland, Seoul, Amsterdam, Sault Sainte Marie. A few steps but a window to the world. It never stops seeming cool to me. And as a global health practitioner, in the coolness are challenges.

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Terminal at Noon

From the chaos of weather and delayed flights, a surprise trip to Paris. And necessary, if I was to arrive in Nice today. Thousands of people streaming in from almost 100 countries has made space in Cannes a hot commodity. So when my flight from JFK was delayed and I…

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Terminal A - Airport, Brussels, Belgium

Rainy Relief

By noon, the gears of travel finally begin to grind. I head to the airport, but with a brief stop at the FedEx terminal to retrieve the new camera lens that had arrived this morning. With an uncharacteristic smoothness in my travel plans, I arrive at gate C8. I think – maybe – that I might even have brought everything I intended. It hasn’t happened yet in eight years, but without any glaring packing errors, I consider the possibility.

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Balcony - Poznan, Poland

My big, fat Polish dinner

It was a good introduction. I arrived in Poznan, Poland, by train from Berlin and after a day of travel originating at 3 am in Istanbul, Turkey, I needed food. Polish “milk bars” define no-frills eating, as if your high school cafeteria was redesigned without all that fancy decor.