As I tire of seeing the same faces as we weave our way towards the passport control desks, my eyes look upward towards the open ducting in the ceiling.
They are caked in thick dust. My mind wonders as to the origin of such particulates and their affect on passenger health. I'm just amazed it's not considered a fire hazard.
As to the shops, I'm always puzzled why slices of Spanish ham are being elegantly cut from large joints in full public view. That and the leather Gucci handbags next door must be giving travelling Vegans apoplectic shock. 😂