My back is finding out how big the Atlantic Ocean truly is. I mean, I'm pretty tall and lanky..and I don't think the engineers designed these seats for people like me. I don't mean to complain though. I have my pillow. I have my blankie. The lights are out. I'm cozy-- cozy and cramped-- but still cozy.
Within a matter of minutes of the plane being in the air, I had an awe-inspiring moment. As the plane lifted off the ground,we began to bank and turn back towards civilization.
And I saw the world from a new perspective.
There were all of these lights. Lights of buildings, houses, cars, buildings, boats, street lights, and even another airplane.
On top of it all, I saw the curve of the earth. I saw where sky met the horizon. A cloudy, but yet so transcendentally beautiful horizon.
It's now 9:20pm EST. (That makes it 3:20am in Sevilla.) We're about halfway across the ocean now. I'm leaning up against a cold plane window and listening to Coldplay. There's a faint whirr of the jets in the background. It's such a surreal moment. And outside the window, I can see puffy clouds way down below. The moon is currently illuminating everything, reflecting off the wing. There so many stars out. It's so clear up here. Serene.
And I have no WiFi. But you know what? I'm okay with that. The simplicity of this trip so far (minus the 400 passenger roaring through the sky) has been a moment I won't forget.
Making it 100% okay that I have no idea what the score of the Super Bowl is right now.
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