Sometimes it takes so very little to give an unexpected twist to the reality we are accustomed to.
All it takes are a Mickey Mouse and a Minnie balloons in a highly monitored environment.
Who’s going to question you at the luggage and passport controls of an overcrowded international airport? Surely you’re back from a week-end at Disneyland and your kids are with their mother. And who’s going to notice you when you release the balloons in the huge departures hall? Surely it wasn’t intended, some child must have lost them.
And there is no way they can be brought to ground, unless someone shoots them.
The two cheering mice are now leisurely wandering on the ceiling, observing the passengers from above: it’s all it takes to highjack the stark utilitarian architecture of an airport terminal and give, even if it’s for a short moment, a fresh turn to normality.