When I fly, I get a sore neck from staring out the window for hours. I just can't get enough of the view from above.
I like it when bits of earth and roads and geography are visible through the clouds.
But I also like the solid fields of snowy white.
It's easyto see why Fort Lauderdale is called the Venice of the United States; when I was here two years ago I rode in a water taxi, and now whenever I get into a regular taxi I sometimes think to myself, "I'm in a land taxi." I suppose you could think of an airplane as an air taxi.
The site of a former trailer park looks like crop circles. I wonder if this is one of the spots a hurricane cleared out?
Really, one of the best parts of a vacation is getting there. In spite of all the inconveniences that everyone complains about, I am completely astounded by the very fact that we can fly at all!
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