Today I’m heading home from a week in Europe — left my hotel in downtown Copenhagen at 5:30a, and was at the airport, having done the human check-in and cleared security and eating my breakfast by 6:30a, waiting for my flight. An extremely low stress, efficient, and actually wonderful experience. Here’s what CPH looks like:

CPH

It’s an amazingly comfortable airport, and I found myself in a very good mood even with the very early departure time.

Where I am now, on the other hand:

LHR

Heathrow is like the purgatory of air travel. Always delayed in and out, always crummy food, always long walks. I give the airport a little bit of credit, being one of the world’s very busiest airports, but man. Yuck. But I’m getting pretty familiar with the tiny-little-cans of diet coke in the red carpet club.