As I traveled through my day to the various places my flights took me, I was struck by the great diversity that North America has to offer. As I walked to the train that would take me to the Chicago airport, I was glad it was a nice, temperate morning; sunny and roughly 50F - which is quite nice for a Chicago spring. Later that same day, I had a quick layover in Denver. As the plane completed its final descent, we landed in a blizzard. A mild blizzard as far as Denver goes, but a blizzard all the same. Happily, it didn't prevent us from finishing out the trip (eventually).
Yay for de-icing technologies!
But as the plane (finally) took off, heading for Arizona, we rose above the storm and broke through into a beautiful and clear sky. From my vantage point, peering out the little plane window, there was blue sky above and a blanket of clouds underneath. It was beautiful!
stormy cumulus clouds look much better from the top
That view got me wondering. Here it is, 2010, and, while not a super frequent flyer, I have seen it before. And yet... I'm still wow'ed by the view of the top side of the clouds. Can you imagine what it must have been like for the first pilot who broke above the clouds?
3 comments:
Awsome!!!
Those are some great pictures. I'm sure that it was just amazing for those first pilots... having never seen pictures or anything of what it looked like up there. It's no wonder that people who fly can never really give it up.
It really is beautiful! And even when there aren't clouds to look at, it's fun to see how tiny the rest of the world looks from 30,000ft :)
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