A hot evening in April two years meant a new experience, seeing my city from a different perspective, and trusting Mia just a bit more, especially since she would be manning the aircraft we were flying in, if only for a few minutes.
Cruising around in the small airplane her father rented for the day was a new breath of fresh air. Seeing the landscape through old plexiglass gave everything a foggy and warm feeling, complete with lens flares and optical distortions that tend to accompany such things.
I was amazed how different everything looked. Normal cruising altitude for a commercial airliner doesn’t do our region justice. Zig-zagging fields, water channels, farms, and suburban houses kept the mundane from creeping up. We certainly do have a charming image from only a few thousand feet up.