I love flying and I always try to get a window seat.
This huge hunk of metal, holding hundreds of people, zipping along in the frosty altitude, getting you halfway around the world in half a day: it's a modern miracle.
Maybe the Alps?
Sometimes I think about crashing but then I remember the words of the sage Nora Ephron, under the heading, What I Wish I'd Known: "The plane is not going to crash." To which I would add, and if it somehow does, you won't feel a thing.
Fields of Germany as we approach Munich.
Otherworldly wind turbines in England (I think) look like crosses dotting the landscape.
Medinah Country Club
On the ground, watching the planes come in.
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