I am sitting in one of the largest airports in the world and every step I take, there is another fast food place. I am actually sitting in the middle of about 30 fast food spots right now, 3 steps away from Dunkin Donuts. I have been to this airport 100 times before and every time I have been here previously, I ate something. Usually Nathan’s hot dogs or pizza hut. Today it seems like there are a new number of offerings from chinese to japanese to wraps to burger king and chick-fil-a. I thought for sure that my 2+ hour layover would make me want some of these “comfort” items again. I don’t know the last time I resisted Chick-fil-a or a donut when they were so close.
But yet today is different. I sit here looking at all of the people eating, waiting on line, looking at the food in big metal containers in heating bins, and I have NO desire for any of it. It’s like someone physically turned off the switch inside of me and I just don’t want it anymore. I had about 10 oz of a smoothie this morning as I was getting ready to leave (banana, peaches, spinach and oj) and it tasted good.
Sure I’d like a donut or a muffin…but you know what I want more? To live.
Interestingly, in an airport with 6 concourses and is the busiest airport in the world, there is not one healthy food place to be found. Not even a place to get a smoothie.
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