The worst/the best place in the world pt. 1

Most people I meet hate airports. I love them. Airports mean I am going somewhere, they are the little bit of twilight zone between the real world your coming from the and exciting place you are going. Yes some times they smell bad or have terrible lighting but no matter what I going some where, and that is something to be excited about. 

Airports are also a great place to take photos. The human experience all played out from the happy couples reuniting to the, 24 hour strung out lay over in the terminal traveler.

A few photos from Reagan and the Newark airport: