As a child, I loved Paris-Charles de Gaulle for its space age bubble with the escalators going in all directions. It was avant garde with a touch of Star Trek before I knew about Star Trek. And it belonged to an era where there was still an illusion that air travel was chic.
More recently, the airport in Atlanta gave me reason to smile.
My latest post for Workshifting.com talks about why I like Atlanta. And it asks one simple question: What airport has surprised you?
Check it out. There’s also some pretty good discussion in the comments.
