I'm as guilty as the next guy when it comes to taking the good stuff in life for granted and focusing too much on what's not going well. However, if there's one thing that never stops piquing my sense of wonder it is a take-off. Even in my most ragged states - deprived of sleep and with the circadian rhythm anything but rhythmic- I perk up for just the minute that it takes for liftoff and never fail to feel that momentary "I can't believe that that happened" feeling.
My second favorite thing about flying, and this applies only to long flights and the inevitable waiting in transit lounges, is the time I get to catch up on reading and watching the latest movies. Here's the list from last week's flights
- Foundation - Isaac Asimov
- Breakfast of Champions - Kurt Vonnegut
- Movies
- Adventures of Tintin
- 50/50
- Ides of March
- Madagascar
- One day
- Moneyball
The consequence, of course, is to be a zombie for at least a couple of days after the journey.
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