Of all means of transport I love travelling by plane, and that is my big love since my early childhood. My excitement about flying is difficult to describe… I was always wondering what makes it so special?
On my last holiday trip I took a plane again and, taking pictures of magnificent landscapes I suddenly realised what makes the magic of flying to me:
1. From above we can have a totally different perspective to the Earth, to the places we love and live in. In a way it’s a shift in consciousness, like watching from somebody else’s eyes…We can suddenly see that our huge cities are so ridiculous small and that this is really NOTHING compared to the vast natural landscapes, mounts, seas, forests and deserts… What do we think of ourselves, that we can rule that nature??? The level of human ego and stupidity is the highest at that point.
2. Watching the wide horizon or the clouds play or the soft haze over the mountains, we can get entirely thoughtless – the head clears out and thoughts stand still before the breathtaking views…
I wonder what my readers say about their own experiences of flying by plane?
In the meanwhile, enjoy my recent pictures: