just witnessed the most magnificent sunset by plane this evening...
a striated, volcanic horizon and fields of cream-puffed peaks and valleys - perfectly punctuated with a gleaming sliver of moon overhead. the leisurely descent through sinewy cotton blankets is an experience quite unlike any other - until the sky has faded to opaque sapphire and the dreamlike backdrop has been discreetly replaced by a robotic grid of familiarity
an unexpected, welcome respite from the everyday - one of those moments uncapturable by any photo save the thousand mental panoramas frozen in memory
sometimes, the most marvelous part of traveling (whether for work or pleasure) is simply looking out the window and taking note of what's changed. the best part is - it's absolutely free.