The hours pass. The miles go by. Voices, sounds, echoes. Was it a dream? Sights and smells. Sensations floating behind on the river of time. Now the city comes into view while the plane makes a turn, and the bright lights dot the dark landscape like glitter on the dress of the night. I'm finally home.
What a great picture!!! It reminds me of a film... Tron!
It was a cloudy day, so I didn't get many opportunities to photograph the city from the air, but thankfully I was able to snap the photo just as the plane descended below the clouds.
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