I love to fly.
As a matter of fact, I love everything about flying. I love the wait in the airport. I love the time in the plane. I love the feeling of soaring in the air. I even love turbulence. It makes me feel like I'm on a roller coaster.
My certain love of flying though is looking out of the window. I love when I can pick out stores and cars look like tiny toys. When I see all houses, it has me thinking about the people that live in those same houses. What do they do for a living? How did they come to live in this city? What has their path been that brought them to this point in their lives? The funny thing is, although I would live to hear all their stories, I don't really want to talk to them. ;)
The one thing I wish I had was a map of what we are flying over. So often I'll see a city below and wonder where we are. This week, when I flew to Monterrey and flew over some mountains, there was already snow. Snow!!! And that had me thinking, what mountains are these? How close to home are we?
When we flew home from Florida last year, we flew to Denver first, where they were experiencing some awful weather. We flew up through the clouds, experiencing some of the worst turbulence, by far the worst I've ever felt. It made me a little nervous! But then we got above the clouds, and there was the sun, and the clouds looked like fluffy jello below us. It was beautiful, the colors and the shapes. I was in awe of nature's beauty.
The patchwork of the earth also fascinates me. Greens, brown,s reds. Circles, squares, open expanse. Bodies of water, lumpy mountains, squiggly rivers. It's all so amazing to watch.
I've flown the most times to California. One of the things I've noticed about California towns, from the air, is that most houses have a pool. The scene looks a little like a Christmas tree. Lots of green trees, with red roof tops, all lined up in a row, with circles of blue pools to dot the landscape. When looking at each individually, it is just streets, houses, pools, but when you look at it as a whole, it's fantastic, and quite fun for the imagination.
Well, my flying trips have come to an end for awhile. Only driving trips coming up.
So I'm enjoying this last time in the air for awhile.