A passenger once told a story of his trip around the world. They started from his home town where he was born naked. The first trip was via an old ancient railway train that took them for a three thousand miles’ nonstop tour. Passengers used to eat, drink, get drunk and have fun around the roof top pool. The train stopped at a sea port where the same passengers took a sea cruise that lasted fifty-one days. The cruise stopped at seven main sea side cities where the passengers where welcomed and invited for a traditional festival. Enjoyed the stay in the city center where shopping was a pure pleasure. Foreign exchange was somehow chaotic. But finally, it went well.
Passengers waited for the bus at the last cruise in a city with a lot of greenery and fashion designers, not mentioning the wonderful perfumes and lingerie factories. The bus drove to the last trip at an international airport where there was neither check-in counter nor they had to show their passports. The route to the boarding gate was just open and empty. A young blond lady welcomed the passengers guiding them to their seats. The take off was a smooth one. The pilot and the crew were so nice and welcoming. Sushi and white wine were served.
Guess what, he added: the trip was free and the ports, railway, and bus stations were gate-less.
Well, that is not at all possible.
It is, in an illusion; the passenger murmured…