Homecoming

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

As you descend toward the shore

You see

The water

Lapping

At the edges

Of what will

In a moment be

The touchdown to your welcome home.

 

 

Note: This photo was taken last month, on a cellphone, from behind the thick windows of a Boeing 787 on approach to JFK (shadow of the aircraft on the water).

For Travel With Intent’s One Word Sunday: Aerial

 

23 thoughts on “Homecoming”

    • Thank you! I do, too! It doesn’t always work out (let alone that it is often dark outside when I take-off/land and rarely have access to a window in the right angle). This was such a gratifying photo to take! 🙂 I have a couple of others, for future ‘use’… 🙂

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      • Yeah! It can be eerie! I remember landing in Ko Samui … not much more ‘leeway’ before the ocean gives way to landing strip …
        Have you ever landed in LGA? The landing strip LITERALLY ends with the ocean… and it is not unusual to have some people ‘pressing’ invisible breaks with their feet to ‘help’ the plane stop before the runway runs out … 😉

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      • I hear you! This is why I don’t fly to Boston or Washington or other reasonably close places anymore. Train is so much better, not to mention less wasted time in getting airports, hanging around, and more time getting into Cities FROM airports. I love trains. Ferries are pretty cool, too (though in NYC they are mostly for short hops around the five boroughs).

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      • The Cross-Channel route can be hairy when storms are running. Not unusual for passengers to be sea-sick. I’m car-sick, coach-sik, but not (yet) sea-sick, nor air-sick … and that includes going up in 4-seaters.

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      • I tend to get car-queasy and coach-queasy, but I do fine on plane and trains, and I think so far fine on boats and ferries, too (hadn’t tried cruise-liners or big ships where one might be cooped in without a constant view, though). The smallest plane I’d been on was a 12-seater (or was it 16?) in Colorado, going from Denver to Steamboat Springs or some such. Was fun! 🙂

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      • I agree, I love small planes. And the thing is, to be able to see out. I remember a night ferry crossing, that was abysmal, stuck in a cabin, even though it meant most of the journey happened while I was asleeo. Memories of the cabin walls feeling like they were pulling apart and wringing. I think I was right about the engines!

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    • Thank you, Debbie! It was such a lucky shot with things aligning just right and the light being so fine and the angle being perfect. I’m so very pleased with it, and it makes me happy besides. Love the waves! 🙂

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