There’s not much to say about this photo. The captain pretty much said it all on the 50-minute flight over the alps.
This one was quite a challenge, juggling between trying to get all the 120 pax what they wanted before touching down, and listening to my own personal tour guide on the other side of the cockpit door. From mountain ranges, to mountain peaks, to valleys and towns and cities; he knew the names of them all.
It’s too bad there was only enough time to peek out the window for a quick second.
A month has now passed since my very first flight. Apparently I’m not the only one that flies; time does too.