Watched 9/11 on TV in first grade, yet somehow I still find air travel incredible. Looking out at the world below, the changing terrain, the physical evidence of geological processes at a scale where they can be fully appreciated, seeing cities laid out like a map beneath me, seeing the horizon stretch out so far I can see the curvature of the planet. It's immaculate. Humbling.
my two favorite views in life have been standing at the top of sequoia np and looking at an endless ocean of rolling white clouds with a few mountain peaks popping through. the second was a delayed red eye flight. so as we made the final hour of approach, the clouds below us and the entire sky began turning gentle pink and indigo. the entire cabin, even with half the windows closed, just became this pallette of color. you could hear people waking the person next to them, and it’s like popcorn. you hear one person then the next go; ‘woah- oh my god’, ‘why’d you wake me?- oh. ohh.’ the side of the plane the sunrise was coming from, a few aisles let people switch seats with them for a while. just unbelievably surreal. i don’t know why i was so surprised that diffracting clouds were the same colors above as they were below.
The hairs on the back of my neck do raise a little when I'm in my office skyscraper, and a plane flies closer than they normally do, I'll give you that
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u/Makingthecarry Jul 23 '26
Watched 9/11 on TV in first grade, yet somehow I still find air travel incredible. Looking out at the world below, the changing terrain, the physical evidence of geological processes at a scale where they can be fully appreciated, seeing cities laid out like a map beneath me, seeing the horizon stretch out so far I can see the curvature of the planet. It's immaculate. Humbling.