The Y in FLY

Sometimes, when the stewardess isn't hassling you to put your seat back in the upright position, when the food is put away, the lights are dimmed and the rest of the cabin drifts into sleep... during such perfect moments as you're suspended in mid air and far away from the rest of the world, you look out your window and see such splendour before you... these are the times when you almost think you're an astronomer on board the next space shuttle breaking through the stratosphere and into the vast abyss beyond......

This, I think, is the reason why I put up with the roaring engines, the crazy turbulence and the fitful naps.

Dedicated to my old and not-so-old-friend, Johnny Scott William.