Durante los veinte años que pasé en Europa viajar hasta Buenos Aires todos los años se transformó en una especie de rutina.
Las compañias aéreas han sido casi siempre diversas aprovechando las promos que tenían en cada momento.
De esa manera he viajado haciendo escala en diversos continentes en aviones de compañias españolas, italianas, canadiense, francesas, suizas (cuando todavía existía la compañía estatal en aquel país).
Sin embargo nunca tuve la precaución de fotografiar ese momento único que comienza desde que pisamos el aeropuerto hasta que comenzamos a decolar.
Esas sensaciones donde se mezcla la nostalgia, la tristeza y la melancolía de dejar un lugar que amamos con algunos de nuestros seres queridos con la alegría y la esperanza de volver a reencontrarnos con otros seres que también amamos y de los cuáles nos despedimos al partir.
Un constraste de emociones que se evidenia en el momento que ponemos pie en la escalerilla o en la manga que nos lleva al avión, la despedida y el momento en que decolamos.
En estas imágenes que he ido recogiendo de los archivos de un viejo ordenador trato de sintetizar este cúmulo de emociones.
During the twenty years I spent in Europe, travelling to Buenos Aires every year became a kind of routine.
The airlines were almost always different, taking advantage of the special offers they had at the time.
In this way I have travelled making stopovers in different continents in planes of Spanish, Italian, Canadian, French and Swiss airlines (when the state airline still existed in that country).
However, I never took the precaution of photographing that unique moment that begins from the moment we step on the airport until we start to take off.
Those sensations where nostalgia, sadness and melancholy of leaving a place we love with some of our loved ones are mixed with the joy and hope of meeting again with other people we also love and from whom we said goodbye when we left.
A contrast of emotions that is evident in the moment we set foot on the stairs or in the sleeve that takes us to the plane, the farewell and the moment we take off.
In these images that I have been collecting from the archives of an old computer, I try to summarise this accumulation of emotions.
Planes that land, others that deplane, the continuous coming and going on the runway and our wait.
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