Thursday, 9 February 2006
Along with shelling out your hard-earned cash for the ticket, when you take a plane ride, you get the cheap thrill of seeing the earth from what might now be known as the Google Earth perspective. It’s a lesson in how to feel small—or perhaps the size we should be feeling all the time.
We left Seattle Sunday in a big splash of sunshine, and had this great view of Mount Rainier as we began the eastbound leg back to Atlanta. The rain we saw all week dumped deep white stuff on the ski slopes and high elevations, heightening avalance potential and reminding us that there’re no looming white peaks back in the Southeast.