The airport experience is a Marmite one isn't it, you either love it or hate it.
I've always embraced it to be honest and have nothing but fond memories of arriving there as a child eager to see what magazine I could pick up from WHSmith to keep me occupied on the plane.
Now, with children of my own, I still like to think that the holiday begins at the airport and that usually means choosing somewhere to eat before take-off.
