Gate T64 at Brussels. Most everyone is dark-skinned here at the gate. I feel like now, I am going somewhere. Delayed flight, but it's my final leg.
The part of the airport here is fairly bleak. An extruded, grey hangar with mostly hard surfaces. Announcements by airport goddesses above echo slowly across the vast space. The Brussels Airlines logo tries to soften and warm up the environment, with a red 'B' logo in the shape of a heart.
Flight from YVR mostly uneventful. It seemed like half the passengers were international students returning home for the holidays.
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