I have just flown from Barcelona to Amsterdam in 60 000 kilos of steel speeding through the sky. It took three hours. When I boarded, it was 28 degrees, when I arrived at my destination: 13 degrees.

My eyes,‭ my skin, my clothes, were all very used to summer sun in Spain. Suddenly, I began to shiver, goose bumps raising the hairs on my body. I needed twice as many layers and my eyes felt scratchy, unused to this dry cold wind.

‎While in transit, I met two people. The check-in guy who said to me “Tickets please” - and the air-hostess offering me beer with a plastered-on smile.

On such a trip,‭ the community break-downs and unnatural speed means less trust and more health risks. Without even considering the amount of energy unnecessarily consumed.