musings from 35,000 feet
Late last week, I had a quick business trip to New Jersey. Somehow, the flight gods were smiling down on me, because both going and coming, I managed to score an empty row all to myself. And while I am generally a very nervous flyer and am rather fatigued with the airline business as a whole, getting a little row all to myself (both ways!) felt like a free upgrade to first class.
Once I forget about the possibility of the plane plummeting to a fiery end, I actually quite enjoy the experience of flying, especially when I have the room to spread out a bit. There's something about the solitude, the drone of the engines, that encourages such introspection, don't you think? In fact, when I fly, I try to bring things that help make the experience as conducive to creativity and peace as possible: some roasted almonds, my favourite tea, my journal, pens, pencils, paints, a good book, and of course, my camera.
Always my camera.
Images: Photographed from seat 44A (and B!) on Continental Flight #106 on Saturday. All shot with my Nikon D300, 50mm lens, with an aperture of 11, and an ISO of 200. On the first two, the shutter speed was 1/250. On the second two, the shutter speed was 1/500. And the last photo, immediately above, was shot at 1/800.