fly high

I love flying. Not just being in the air. I love the whole thing. Even security control (well, maybe not in USA) and the waiting, I love the waiting. Is that weird?

I love it because I’m on my way somewhere and all I got is my passport, a piece of paper and my hand bag. If I have forgot something, I can’t go and get it because it’s to late for that. When I’m checked in I’m just waiting and thinking. Together with some good music. THANK you for all your music tips, they made the perfect playlist. If you got Spotify you can check it out here.

Got the opportunity to fly business for the first time. It was… Amazing!

Woke up rested to NYC.

On our way home I got to sit in cockpit (!!). A minor dream coming true. I wanted to be a pilot as a kid. It was way cooler than I ever could imagine.