Hello from 10,000 or so feet above sea level. I’ve been in this plane a little over a half hour, and I’ve already passed out, drooled, read over my neighbour’s shoulder and wanted to get off the damn plane.
- something that we weren’t meant to do;
- something that we were meant to do, but only with great difficulty; or
- something we’ll never achieve naturally
Any way I look at it, I’m often not a fan of this flying business. Sitting in cramped quarters next to strangers, the only thing that makes it slightly easier is beer served at no extra cost and having a bladder like a camel by my window seat.So what’s the lesson here? I think sometimes the lesson is that there IS no lesson. While it’s been good to be away and explore new places, it’s always a pretty good feeling to be coming home, and that’s a lesson I need to keep teaching myself all the time.
–Casey E. Palmer