Greeting from Terminal 2 of the Los Angeles International Airport! I’m seated in one of the ubiquitous hybrid chair/benches which grace all airport terminals across our great planet gearing up for a ten-and-a-half hour flight. Hooray! Like many people, the thing I love most in the world is shuffling into a gigantic airborne tube with numerous strangers for an extended period of time. (Bonus: I hear they recycle the air. Eco-conscious!)
As much as I love Terror Tubes (airplanes) you gotta give it to ’em: there’s something magical about sitting down in Los Angeles and getting back up and out again in London. The way that space has been utterly folded in upon by air travel has become mind-bogglingly routine, such as to be made mundane. I have dear friends across a continent and an ocean, so far away (a seven-to-eight-hour time difference — please send lotto numbers) and YET. As the little singing cherubim of the Disneyland Resort and Park have told me numerous times: “It’s a small world, after all.” Take that, gravity!
Here are some games which explore this week’s March Opposites, near and far, through the avenues of travel, home, and too-close love.
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