There are many wonderful things about traveling, but one of the most magical things is the possibility of seeing a truly spectacular sunset from the window of a plane.
Twice in my life I have been unexpectedly and totally awed by a sunset from a plane. During my plane’s ascension out of Atlanta today, I was treated to one of the most gorgeous sunsets I have ever seen. It was one of those miraculous cloudless sunsets, where the colors blend perfectly up into the night sky. I sat transfixed in my seat, filled with gratitude for the site. Everything seemed to stand still in my mind, and then, with the gentle hum of the engine carrying us into the night, the plane started to fill with cozy darkness. I am not one to romanticize flying, but occasionally, with the help of a sunset, I find the experience utterly breathtaking.
It is wonderful to find a few moments of peace, flying high in the air, suspended blissfully between earthy concerns and heavenly space.