24 Hours of Flight
I love to fly. I’d pick the window seat or maybe even the wing seats with the pop-out doors. I mean, after all, those seats come with a noble duty and I’m noble and full of doodie. I enjoy the experience enough, though, that I’ll sit pretty much wherever and feel super cool just for being in an airplane.
Last week, I was sent to the beautiful state of Oregon for my job, and it was awesome. Oregon is full of scenery with mountains and hills lined with evergreens and snow-caps. I flew in with a local resident who said that he could be from his home to a mountaintop within 2 hours. Dude. That’s fucking awesome. Literally, I mean “awesome”. (more…)