If glamour is any of the following:
- sitting in the arrivals hall of an airport (where you can't enter the departure hall without a boarding pass) for 5 hrs waiting for colleagues delayed flights; or
- pushing your way into a luggage carousel to try and retrieve your luggage before it disappears, whene everyone has there luggage trolley butting against the conveyor; or
- getting your ankles hit constantly by said luggage trolleys as you queue to get through customes, because your in a country where there is no concept of personal space; or
- sitting in a cramped economy seat somewhere in the middle of the airport, for 90 minutes waiting for ATC clearance; or
- landing and taxi-ing for 15 minutes to the other side of the airport, where you have to get a bus that takes 15 mins to get back to the terminal, and then waiting another 20 minutes for luggage to come out, or
- any such similar stories
then it sure is glamorous!
I love travel, I find it interesting, I usually enjoy it, even when bad things happen you know you'll have a good story and be able to reflect on it and find it funny. But glamorous? Maybe not so much.
But having said that, there are moments of glamour there, when sitting in nice wide business class seat, enjoying your 2nd Singapore Sling after you've already had a couple of champagnes ...... aah you remember what makes it worthwhile. Such moments though are usually fleeting when you remember after you land the next morning you'll have a quick shower and head into the office ....