8.2.09

Flashbacks from the flight

No matter how often I fly it always amazes me how a metal box can simply ascend and in a virtual few moments bring the passengers to a totally different reality. It’s almost like a fantasy tale, enter the doors in your wardrobe and you are in a world of fairies and flying lions. In my case rather grumpy grey old ladies, rude bus drivers and one line of the underground, all sprinkled with rain and wet snow. I like the moment of the take off, never believing it will actually happen that the machine will, well how to say it, take its wheels off the lane, a feeling perhaps equalized to what the nurses experience every time a new baby is born.
A miracle of varied origin – biology and human invention. And shortly after the flight’s start there is this moment of suspension, when a plane seemingly stops in the air, still not being entirely parallel to the ground, and people hold your breath thinking, that is the end, now straight down, but I in my hear see the whole sequence in a rewind mode, the plane going backwards exactly the same route it took, it is the moment of reconsideration if you really want to abandon, temporarily or forever, the land you are departing from. Well, but not much to do at that point, just pray for a plane catastrophe, of course only a small one, lets revoke our minimalist inclinations, just a mild turbulence, falling down nicely, with the crew still smiling, perhaps 2 or 3 passengers injured, after all it is an accident. If your prayer is to weak, or if there is no one to answer (lets not enter THIS discussion now) you can still marvel at the view. I saw a spilled mercury, solid and silver curiously partially reflecting the sun rays and partially absorbing them... the widest highway in the world!, ah that’s the S-shaped ThameS. And the countryside, or suburbian, sets, lines of houses, like cookies (maybe I was just hungry) “babciowe ciasteczka z maszynki” topped with a cloudy whipped creamulonibus, pronounced with a wild Polish accent, Krim-on-the-Top, encountered only in Starbuck’s.

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