Matt Feldman Photography
An abandoned newspaper in a boarding area of Chinggis Khaan International, as passengers wait (and wait) to depart for Dalanzadgad.
Waiting for my ride to New York.
Waiting in Terminal D, in one of the small sections of the airport that isn’t a Duty Free shop.
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.
A constellation of equipment for cargo handling, on the tarmac at SVO’s Terminal E.