Travelers ricochet between the new and the familiar . We can love new destinations and also lock in on favorites or routines that we repeat over and over.
I entered the Turkish Airlines lounge in Istanbul this afternoon, had a quick shower, then made a beeline down the sweeping stairs to my table near the manti counter. The position is a blend of quiet and central. The power outlets are just where I like them. The table had not been cleared from the prior guest so I did it myself. I had to have my spot.
I have considered a spot by the pide station since it can be a slugfest for those during peak hours.
In a few hours I depart for a new territory for me, Nakhchivan, Azerbaijan, and don’t even have a plan for how I will spend my visit. Travel psychology is odd!
Readers, what are your airport lounge spots?