Mystic voice: You are now exiting Terminal 2, and about to trip over the end of the travelater because you are standing backwards taking a photo of the wormhole between terminals.
Shower of gold dust and undulating atmosphere. Sensation akin to being birthed. Wombs and other maternal and sci fi imagery mixed together like that film I think I once saw.
Me: WOW! ... *splat* ... ow. Embarrassed.
But how cool is that? You know you know a place - really know a place - when you can walk between terminals.

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