That journey allowed me the opportunity to see some truly amazing things.
One of the coolest sights was flying over the Swiss Alps at sunset. We were on our way to Germany at the time, and it just so happened we flew over the Alps exactly as the sun was saying goodbye to the day.
I captured a few photos. The gallery is below. They are about as good as they can be after being shot through a airplane windows heavily smudged by the uncleaned grime from passengers past.
So, this morning, I sit in the Baltimore airport awaiting my flight. I’m running on about three hours worth of sleep — part of my never ending battle to be adjusted to my new time zone tonight. It’s so early, that there are no gate agents, and the sign with the flight information is off.
The early departure time of my flight means that I’ll be home just before lunch. Unfortunately, I have a few inprocessing errands to run before I can even think about the gorgeous Chick-Fil-A sandwich I’ll be eating for lunch.
More to come… (like these Alps photos, for instance)