At Nicosia airport, for 50 years, there has been no sound of passengers preparing to depart, of trolleys creaking as they carry their bags, of announcements from the loudspeakers for departures and arrivals, of the joy of children going to eat ice cream in the cafeteria and reminisce on the balcony with their parents about the movement of the planes.
You don’t see smiles for the returning passengers or sadness for those departing. What you do hear is the strong wind blowing through the broken windows of the building and the roof, the relentless pounding of the shattered pieces of the suspended ceiling. What you see is the broken glass on the floor, the excrement of the permanent residents such as pigeons, a space that has been vandalized, and a building that is a hotbed of pollution and delinquent activities.
The history of the airport has been written many times. However, the airport is of great interest, both to those who visited it in its heyday, and to those who know about a building that was once a gem and is now an apocalyptic movie.
The cables have been stripped, the suspended ceiling has given way or fallen. Only the structure of duty-free, passport, health insurance, and other kiosks remains. A sticker with the name of the Kodak company on it recalls the days when digital photography was unknown.
Abandoned airport. abandoned airport, decay, destruction