Here’s something that’s worked for me a few times: carry a small item like a pack of snacks from your previous stop. When you land at a crowded airport, head to the “items to declare” line instead of the usual one. Most people avoid it, so it’s often much shorter. Just show the item (like your cookies) and ask if it’s allowed. I’ve never had an issue, and it’s helped me get through way quicker than the “nothing to declare” queue.
I know that sounds wild since travel is often treated like the ultimate life experience, but the reality isn’t always that great. Airports are stressful, packing feels like a chore, sleeping in unfamiliar places can be uncomfortable, and a lot of the time you’re just exhausted, hungry, or standing in long lines wondering if it’s even worth it.
What people really seem to love is everything after the trip, the photos, the stories, and the feeling that they did something meaningful or exciting. And there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just that there’s a clear difference between enjoying the moment while traveling and enjoying the idea of being someone who travels.
Sure, some people genuinely love every part of it. But for many, the best part comes later, when the jet lag is gone and everything looks better in hindsight.