The feeling of giant emptiness, geared to suit the needs of capitalism… It’s hard to explain. We walked about fifteen minutes, with multiple moving walkways, to get to customs, within the terminal where we landed. After that, we walked I-can’t-even-remember how far to security, where the line never stopped moving (they are seriously on point in this airport), then had to get on a monorail and go through several stations before getting to our departure terminal. (Then had to do the monorail again when our gate changed.) Airports are always massive, but this one was a league of its own. And I do get that it’s a huge international hub, and obviously we needed to use it. It exists for a reason. It just felt extremely dystopian in person. The scale, the emptiness, the existence in a deserted landscape with these weird hotel towers just kind of off in the distance, with flat land as far as the eye can see and flat parking lots full of cars, while you whiz past on a poorly a/ced monorail. Hopefully that helps. ☺️