...I was late, as per usual it seems...and all because I thought it was a good idea to clean out our fish tank... I ended up breaking the tank when I picked it out of the sink by it's rim and had to rush to the pet shop to get another...anyway...
As soon as I arrived I felt the same flustered way I had done in heathrow and even though I am familiar with the shopping centre (having lived in E&C last year) I still felt a little lost, but more because I needed to find the others.
It seemed there was a little bit of confusion regarding the purpose of our being there, I think it was in fact the purposelessness that formed to our purpose in an almost paradoxical way. We wanted to re-create the feeling that we had travelled to a place in with no agenda and that we must stay in order to fulfil some sort of duty.
Although as I wrote yesterday the shopping centre carried vague similarities to the airport terminal we all found that there were certain feelings would only be conjured by being in an airport.
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