I admit: this post will be pointless fluff about my amazement with flying and my new-found addiction. Flying is simply amazing. First off, I made it all the way from Minneapolis to Dallas in less time than it would take for me to drive to the Minnesota border. That is just plain crazy. I also felt like I was on a roller coaster swooping up and down and rotating side to side, it’s like a thrill ride! And the views? Spectacular!! The clouds are mounds of whipped cream that I could just stick a spoon in and lick clean. The thinner clouds are powdered sugar dusted over a green serving platter with roofs like chocolate flavored graham cracker. The trees are a rich green velvet that seems like a luxurious carpet. They are spread out among the grass like the vines on a leaf. Tree-ception! The cookie square roads are straight out of a dollhouse, and the clouds shadows really show you how high you are.
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| Somewhere over a state south of Iowa (not sure where we were at this point. Planes move so fast!) |
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| Take off from Dallas, TX. It was way cooler than this picture shows. The ground was the aftermath of either a drag show or a Ke$ha concert. Way cool. |
Flying into Santiago, I had the Pacific coast to my right and the Andes mountains to my left. What a view. Looking up, the sky is a deeper, richer blue than on the ground. If my wild, fantastic dream of going to space remains ungranted, I’d accept a lifetime of free airplane rides to random places, just so I can fly.
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| I woke up after a mini-nap and immediately thought: "What weird terrain is this??" |
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| It was just clouds. But they were over the Pacific. Still cool, right? |
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| The bottom of the Andes! And the coastline way at the top under the wing of the plane. |
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| The view from my 3rd floor apartment homestay. I can see the mountains! |