Have you ever been stuck in an airport at 2 AM, staring at the ceiling and wondering who actually runs this place? I have. It was during a brutal layover at Chicago O’Hare back in 2019. My flight was delayed, the coffee shop was closed, and I found myself genuinely…

Whenever I walk into a major airport terminal, I feel a very specific kind of energy. It is a mix of nervous anticipation, the smell of jet fuel and coffee, and the constant hum of thousands of people moving toward different corners of the globe. For most of us, the…