On the plane to Europe, I watched, enchanted, as the sun rose over - TopicsExpress



          

On the plane to Europe, I watched, enchanted, as the sun rose over waves of white clouds. From the top, the massive cloud coverage looked like brilliant cotton pillows or rows of whipped cream. What a change when the plane dove toward the Zürich airport. We penetrated the clouds and the cabin instantly darkened. For the next weeks, the only time I saw the sun was when we drove to a mountaintop to hike, or spent a weekend in an Alpine ski village. [ 490 more words. ]
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 23:06:17 +0000

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