Actually I think they do. In which case, I'm in a whole heap of trouble.
Over the last two days I've spent more hours than I care to remember in transit at Stockholm airport. I was on my way to Mariehamn in Åland, Finland for the board meeting of Acta Radiologica. Apparently, the easiest way to get there is to fly to Stockholm, hang around the airport for 4.5 hours and then take a 33-seat propeller plane to Åland:
Basically in the time it would take a regular flight to get to Jamaica, I was only about 3 hours away from London.
There's not a whole lot to do at airports, especially when you have such a long time to wait until your next flight. I wandered around the shops for a while – anyone who knows me knows that it only takes about 10 minutes for me to get bored and look for something else to do. I think I've had more sandwiches in the last two days than I've had in the last month – one on the flight to Stockholm, one at Stockholm airport (with a pint), one during my lunch meeting, one at Stockholm airport (again – with a Coke this time) and one on the flight back to London. That's a lot of bread! After my Stockholm sandwich during my return transit, I still had 3 hours to kill. As I wandered up to the gate. I passed another cafe and contemplated sitting down and having something there too – but then thought again!! That was definitely the boredom speaking…
I was OK once I'd started reading at the gate, but to think of all the other calories I could have consumed at the airport is quite frightening!