Frankfurt airport is really cool. Some of you may know that I enjoy a little bit of organisation. Frankfurt airport impressed me with its organisation. I didn’t have to take my shoes off going through security so I was already impressed but the runway and the planes’ parking spots held my attention for the two or so hours that I was there.
At most airports, I feel like the planes and the luggage cars and catering trucks and petrol people and all the other people are all over the runway, simply trying to make sure they don’t bump into eachother.
In Frankfurt the rules are written. Some planes are lucky enough to fit next to the gates but the others have designated parking spots and there are roads in grid form leading to everywhere, just like a car park. So about now you’re thinking, Anna is this post really about an airport? Yes it is so please stop reading now if mass organisation does not float your boat.
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| Two way street! |
Back to the airport, it went gates, planes connected to gates, two way street, two rows of parking spots for planes, another road. And buses picked us up and took us out to our planes, and each parking spot had a petrol pump and stairs (for getting off the plane) and a clearly identifiable number. And the runway was right behind so while I was drinking my cappuccino and watching the plane car park, planes were continually landing.
Thank you for listening to how much I liked terminal two at Frankfurt airport. I wasn’t ready to start writing about Poland, so this was good to pass the time!
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| Polish plane - Lot |
There's nothing like a well oiled system to get Anna all giggly and excited.
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