I have to admit the first thing on my mind when I arrived at Frankfurt airport last Thursday evening was a glass of dry white wine. It had been a whirlwind 36 hours – up at 4:30AM the day before to fly to Frankfurt, back to back meetings for two days with colleagues, work to deal with in London and then home again. On top of it all, I wasn’t feeling so great.
But something caught my eye as I made my way to the gate: a cartoon-like programme talking about YOGA at Frankfurt Airport. Really?…. I had read about it this before as a new trend at airports but I had never seen it myself. I’m used to prayer rooms, meditation rooms etc…(Geneva is really great) but never yoga rooms. Until NOW.
By this stage, my curiosity got the better of me and all the thoughts of taking the edge off with a glass of dry white were replaced with an urge to discover something I had never experienced before…to my excitement, only a few yards down the corridor, I saw a sign pointing to ‘Yoga’.
What came next can only be described as surreal. From being tired and looking for respite – to being transformed and energised, I could hardly believe my good fortune.
The Frankfurt Airport (Terminal 2) ‘Yoga Room’: one fully equipped mini studio with an amazing picture of a Buddha, a pleasant ambience of light which is arranged to be calming and ‘strengthening’ with warm colours on the wall, a mirror to help you with your alignment, and some atmospheric lounge style vibes to accompany your practice. I was almost in yogic heaven, and all to myself too.
I also liked that they provided disinfectant, which I think is a sign of a considerate yoga studio – I can’t always say the same about every studio I walk into. At this point, as if I didn’t know this already, I knew that yoga was really part of the mainstream collective consciousness.