Sticky Carpets and Recirculated Air: Is “Normadic Travel” Here to Stay?

Sticky Carpets and Recirculated Air: Is “Normadic Travel” Here to Stay?

Once considered boring, our everyday interactions (as we remember them) have become the ultimate luxuries of 2020. Sticky carpets, recirculated air, cheap rosé? Businesses are capitalising on our fetish for the mundane and catering to a burgeoning community of “normads” – those who’d rather indulge in the ordinary than head out on a sublime adventure.

ain’t what it used to be. Remember how, pre-COVID,
we’d all feast on salacious shots of fat, juicy lakes engorged by
Toblerone mountains or marvel at the epic nothingness of Bolivia’s
salt plains? Well, change is afoot. Over the space of a few months,
we’ve become a global community of normads, more interested in
experiencing normality (as we remember it) than we are cartwheeling
through the world’s most sublime landscapes.

Fellow early adopters of normadism will be au fait with WindowSwap and
Take Me Elsewhere, two painfully retro-style websites
which sprung up as travel shut down earlier this year. They’re both
similar concepts – simply click and a new, bog-standard view will
pop up. Click. You’re in rural Hampshire. Click. You’re in the
little-visited town of Aargau, Switzerland. In seconds, you zigzag
from one person’s normal to another’s, using an interface so
noughties you half expect Crazy Frog to trill maniacally in the

Though in the early days of lockdown we all longed to escape the
confines of quarantine, something about these projects’ sheer
mundanity caught the attention of lonely, homebound travellers in a
way no craggy peak in the farthest-flung corner of nowhere possibly
could. But why?

Each blurry motion-picture postcard is not only a ticket to a new destination… but allows you to connect with a fellow normie

The crappiness of both gimmicks is what really got me going.
Each blurry motion picture-postcard is not only a ticket to a new
destination – literally anywhere would have made for light relief
in the pits of lockdown – but allows you to connect with a fellow
normie and to see it from their humble perspective. The
bang-average cherry on top of the unremarkable cake? The quite
frankly archaic web design, the type that makes you nostalgic for a
time when things were just a little more, well, normal.

In the physical world too, nostalgia has held us in a
choke-hold. Not only have people feasted on “blitz spirit” by
clapping from their windows for those on the “front line”, but
small businesses such as Earl of East, known by discerning Londoners for
pouring candles that smell as good as they look, have tapped into
our desire for the everyday, no matter how objectively gross or
unglamorous that might be.

Earl of East’s Scents of Normality Collection |
Photos by Earl of East

Sticky carpet, cheap rosé, recirculated air; those are just a
few of the notes that take centre-stage in Earl of East’s
Scents of Normality
collection, an olfactory ode to the pub,
the cinema and the festival – the linchpins of our social calendars
that we didn’t realise we’d miss so much.

“Scent has a unique way of conjuring memories and transporting
us to places we’d love to be,” says Paul Firmin, one of the brand’s
co-founders. “Our core range of scented candles are all inspired by
travel. While we can still dream about these far-flung
destinations, we found that during lockdown it was the places
closer to home that we missed the most.”

“Using fragrance to conjure up feelings of nostalgia has never
been so important and it’s been great to see this project spark joy
in other people.”

Time for an interjection, if I may: what exactly does normal
mean? Before lockdown, it meant boring at best and ignorant at
worst. Now, normality is a luxury. Normal is popping out for lunch,
hopping on public transport, muttering “cheers, mate” to the
bartender before hobbling back to your table with a beer and, as
Earl of East has so masterfully conjured, the palimpsest of spilt
drinks that makes that wonderful tapestry of human interaction
often referred to as “sticky carpet”. It’s about people.

There’s no shortage of studies to show that we’re social
creatures who thrive on human interaction and, since lockdown, the
psychological ache of human isolation has taken its toll. In a
world paralysed by paranoia – one in which hotels and homestays
have become tarnished with the corona-brush – some platforms such
as Human Hotel are
resisting the mainstream and encouraging people to physically and
figuratively lean into new friendships.

Human Hotel isn’t about fumbling about in a safe box for a front
door key and dodging your host as much as possible; it’s all about
hooking sociable travellers up with welcoming hosts and laying the
foundations for solid relationships. The business has been going
for close to a decade, but this year it feels undeniably,
deliciously punk.

It all started in 2009, when thousands of activists eager to
lobby the UN’s COP15 Climate Summit in Copenhagen tried to find lodgings en masse,
explains Sixten Kai Nielsen, one of Human Hotel’s co-founders.
“This was the days before Airbnb and there was no easy way to rent
rooms from locals,” he says. “Camping or tenting was out of the
question – it was a freezing Scandinavian December.”

Human Hotel hosts, Alexander Chernousov and Daria
Infante |
Photos by Maria Ionova-Gribinа

Stuck for resources and with the convention looming, Sixten
approached the City of Copenhagen and proposed a plan to match
visiting activists with local Copenhageners.

“The project became our proof of concept. While the politicians
failed to find a solution at the climate summit, we helped 3,000
activists find free housing. The kindness and generosity of
thousands of hosts was overwhelming. Thousands of new friendships
were formed. Unexpected collaborations were launched.”

Human Hotel is normadism at its best; it’s how Airbnb was
originally, before “Airbnb host” became an unofficial occupation in
itself. Checking in to the Human Hotel, so to speak, means seeing a
city from your host’s unfiltered, everyday perspective. To the
locked-down denizens of 2020 the whole concept could be perceived
as a tad problematic, but Sixten sees an appetite for Human Hotel
beyond the pandemic.

The kindness and generosity of thousands of hosts was overwhelming. Thousands of new friendships were formed.

Sixten Kai Nielsen, Human Hotel

“At a time when homelessness is on the rise in major cities
around the world, 30 per cent of Airbnb listings are owned by
people with more than 25 properties,” Kai points out. “That isn’t
homesharing, it’s home hoarding. Travel should be about people
instead of profit, it should enrich both the travellers and the
places they visit, and it shouldn’t destroy our planet.”

Sixten’s observations are pertinent. As our worlds have shrunk,
so too have our expectations. The planet, our wallets and our
general sense of wellbeing have all to gain from us cutting back on
those “wow” experiences and cherishing the little things. At the
core of normadism is the idea that travel isn’t about schlepping to
and fro; it’s about introducing a change of pace, wherever you may
be. For the socially starved, that means returning to those
harbingers of normality that transport you to a happier time.

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