Airports. Hotels. Cabs. Ugh. There's a class of wayward wretch who's condemned to spend more time in these horrible places than in his own home. This is the man in a suitcase. These gifts will help him survive his Sisyphean labor even when the final destination is nowhere in sight.
There's a certain type of person for whom airports and airplanes cease to be novel, and start to feel like home. This is depressing, on many levels! Which is why these people need gifts. Lots and lots of gifts.