Flying by night

So starts my whirlwind year of 2009 with a trip to Tucson, AZ for a site visit to the Marriott Starr Pass Resort for the National Sales Meeting. It was a quick trip- myself and two of our production company employees left at 4:45pm on Sunday, and arrived into Tucson at 7:30pm. We had a site visit at the Marriott from 8am-2:00pm that next day, and then flew out at 4:00ish that night - arriving back in KC at 12:45am (no thanks to the freezing rain in Dallas that delayed us). But I was awstruck when we were landing in Dallas by all of the Christmas lights on houses. They were so pretty from up there - and made me realize how many people are in this country - in this world. How many Christmas lights are turned on every evening - especially on December 15th. I had never flown so close to Christmas, but I loved it. All of the airline counters were covered in hanging snowflakes and stuff. It is a fun atmosphere.

I am realizing that I just love to fly at night. Period. I am not sure that I like seeing halfway across the country when it is light out (thanks, anxiety) - but there is something about seeing a whole city worth of lights -- cars moving on highways that look like little flashlights shining -- it comforts me and makes me peaceful. I think many times we look up at airplanes and wonder "who is on that plane? Where are they going or coming from?". But when you are up there, you don't just think of one person, or even a few people -- you think about the whole city. Maybe it is a difference in perspective -- God may say so. Looking up seems to be a childlike thing where you can often only see one thing - - whereas looking down, you can sometimes see a lot more in the picture.

Whatever it is -- I like flying at night.