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Category: As pretty as an airport

Great Falls Interlude

by dixie

I lived in DC for four years as a college student, which breaks down to three academic years and four summers. Students have a very different relationship to their settings than non-students do; undergrads experience their universities differently than postgrads do, and that’s different again from staff or faculty. Living as a student in college […]

Connections: Chicago

by dixie

Chicago always knows what I need and cheerfully gives it to me. Over the years I’ve been in and out of Chicago for work, college, family visits, and randomness. If one is to spend a month flying United, it would be easier to cross Ireland without passing a pub than it would be to avoid […]

Asheville: An unexpected draught of life

by dixie

Asheville is an achingly hip, craft beer soaked, delightfully southern town nestled in the heart of the first mountains I ever loved. I’d been there as a kid, travelling with a youth choir, but I was curious to see what I would make of the place as a grownup. I noticed instantly that people seemed […]

Small but perfectly formed

by dixie

I grew up thinking airports were gigantic things, self-contained cities in their own right, whirling and spinning, the equivalent of a class 5 white water rapid in the river of moving humanity. I eventually discovered this was not the case, though it wasn’t until my first trip to Italy to really appreciate how small an […]

Pittsburgh: We’re still not okay.

by dixie

In the odd butterfly effect way that air travel happens, a cancelled flight to Cincinnati has caused me to have to stay in the Pittsburgh airport while trying to get to DC. It is the latest chapter in a long story of travel-related disaster focused on this city. I’m beginning to think Pittsburgh doesn’t like […]