Some of you may remember the old John Denver song, but in keeping with 2020, think it’s fair to say that most of us aren’t going anywhere on a jet plane.
Even if we did, what would there be to do? Quarantine for two weeks and go out to observe the closed museums, shuttered bars and restaurants, small businesses struggling to stay open?
You can probably tell that – like most of us – I’ve about had it with this year.
This image perfectly illustrates to me the travel situation in 2020 – empty airports.
On a normal weekday around noon, Dulles International airport – serving Washington, D.C. – is a bustling hub for traffic. On the day I flew from it this past August, it was simply sad, with its shuttered store fronts and drastically reduced passengers.
Kind of a metaphor for almost all aspects of daily life during this pandemic.
The Rome airport was slightly better, but still a mere shell of its former, bustling self.
It has been a long and painful 2020.
Here’s to hoping 2021 will bring us a step closer to our pre-pandemic lives, including once again leaving on a jet plane and bidding a hearty farewell to empty airports…