www.sleepinginairports.net
..I think I should contribute with my horrible experience sleeping in Kastrup Airport where hell broke loose due to a bombthreat at the railwaysstation shortly after the drawings. Wasn´t that fun.
REYKJAVIK (Leif Eriksson International Terminal) 2006 (Terminal 1 - ML) -
"I am an airline apprentice and so have to travel stand-by.
After a two weeks stay in Iceland, the most expensive country in the world (even tiny villages are more expensive than London or Tokyo) I had no freaking Dime left for accommodation.
When I arrived at the airport in the evening with my flight departing early the next morning, I found myself surrounded by signs saying "sleeping in the airport is prohibited".
Rumours also told me, the airport would be closed at midnight.
Desperate as I was, I sneaked around the check-in area and actually found a hidden place: a customs-room with two small tables (else nothing) which made me a nice bed together with my sleeping bag.
So I stayed there, but the door could not be closed (why? No idea), and I heard the noises getting less and less, until there where only construction workers, security staff and cleaning personnel.
I guess I would have made it quite comfortable through the night, unless I wouldn't snore like a sick hippo.
I found myself shaken by a grinning security guy later that night, who had the nerves to throw me out of the airport at 3o'clock in the morning, with my plane leaving at 7.
So I had to spend the night at the open air parking space of Keflavik airport, with freezing 5°C.
May that guy burn in hell.
So remember: there's a little customs room right to the drinks machine and the ATM machine in the check-in area.
But may heaven prevent you from snoring."
After a two weeks stay in Iceland, the most expensive country in the world (even tiny villages are more expensive than London or Tokyo) I had no freaking Dime left for accommodation.
When I arrived at the airport in the evening with my flight departing early the next morning, I found myself surrounded by signs saying "sleeping in the airport is prohibited".
Rumours also told me, the airport would be closed at midnight.
Desperate as I was, I sneaked around the check-in area and actually found a hidden place: a customs-room with two small tables (else nothing) which made me a nice bed together with my sleeping bag.
So I stayed there, but the door could not be closed (why? No idea), and I heard the noises getting less and less, until there where only construction workers, security staff and cleaning personnel.
I guess I would have made it quite comfortable through the night, unless I wouldn't snore like a sick hippo.
I found myself shaken by a grinning security guy later that night, who had the nerves to throw me out of the airport at 3o'clock in the morning, with my plane leaving at 7.
So I had to spend the night at the open air parking space of Keflavik airport, with freezing 5°C.
May that guy burn in hell.
So remember: there's a little customs room right to the drinks machine and the ATM machine in the check-in area.
But may heaven prevent you from snoring."
Dave Brubeck´s - Take Five (my favorite)
Marlous at the radio
Amy and Emma
Jimmy
Linnéa and Madhav
Sofia and Dirk
