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26 January 2007 @ 01:59 pm
The view from on high  
About 25,000 feet below me, Mississippi is glimpsed only through ragged breaks in near-total cloud cover. Forty minutes ago, east Texas was a panorama of brown ground and tiny houses that you'd expect to see on a Monopoly board. Ahead of me is Alabama, Tennessee, and Georgia, the tri-corner join between borders where I grew up and spent the majority of my first 18 years of life.

I am in the air. I am headed for Chattanooga. I swear to you that I can perceive the curvature of the Earth when I look out my window at the horizon, 6.6 miles above sea level.

I miss my Alison. I miss my home, which I have hardly left for anything but food over the past year and change. Then again, I have missed the friends and family I left behind to forge a new life in the Lone Star state. It will be good to see them again, if only for a little while. You can't go back again, they say, but you can remember and touch the past.

I have missed the road, as well. I have laughed, noting the little things, the details that remind you that life is a journey even when you're sitting still. I have ridden in a passenger van wherein mine was the only seat belt that didn't work. I have boarded a plane, delayed by a quick bit of maintenance work, as they repair a seat belt... my seat belt. I have felt the press of momentum pushing me back into my leather-upholstered seat as jet engines and metal wings introduce my fellow passengers to the joys of physics and aerodynamics. I have been nearly blinded by sunlight reflecting off of clouds in the opposite direction from what I would otherwise be privileged to witness. I have felt the thrill of clear-air turbulence and the Zen-like calm of realizing that I am not afraid. Presumably, I will soon feel the landing gear bouncing on the tarmac, taking me to a place where I can step back into a stream of consciousness I had left years ago.

Above me is a blue so deep and clear that it cannot be matched by art. Only the light coming through water vapor in the air makes it so blue; knowing that the deepness of the color, the darker tint than we see from the ground is due to the density of that water and air being less than at ground level is humbling.
 
 
Current Mood: exhilirated
Current Music: jet wash and cabin pressurization
 
 
 
Hyrkanianhyrkanian on January 26th, 2007 08:04 pm (UTC)
I miss ChattaCon. Several friends I've lost touch with will probably be there, if I'd kept up better with the schedule I'd have tried to go as well. Hope you have a good weekend catching up with friends and family as well as a good con. :)
Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 27th, 2007 12:58 am (UTC)
Well, so far, the registration line took three hours just to get more than one computer working. Since then, pre-reg people have cleared through much faster as there are two computers processing them with only one for pay-at-the-door people. Most people will not be seeing the Dealer's Room this evening. Luckily, I did get in there only to discover that the gent I've been pimping (to people in line admiring my shirt) is here at the con, Russ from Instant Attitudes. If you're here at the con, go see him. If you're not here at the con, go to the Website and give him some love.
Katkatmoonshaker on January 26th, 2007 09:07 pm (UTC)
Have fun!! Wish I were gonna get to see you!!! But given the surgery et al, we won't be there.
Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 27th, 2007 12:59 am (UTC)
I know, I wondered if you'd be able to still come out when I heard about the surgery. More important that you're okay, hon.
Ace Lightning: flightacelightning on January 26th, 2007 11:30 pm (UTC)
you know how i feel about flight, and about travel. whenever i fly, at the moment the jets start to roar and the plane begins its takeoff roll, i start reciting quietly to myself the poem High Flight. i generally reach the line, "Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue..." just as the wheels leave the ground. and, of course, there's quite literally no sight on Earth more magnificent than sunlight - or, even better, the light of a full Moon - shining on the dazzling whiteness of clouds seen from above... clouds that are nothing but a depressing grey source of rain below, are a true vision of "Heaven" from above. i also know the excitement of travel, the delight at wondering what new adventure is about to happen. the only flaw that mars the joy of travel is the necessity of having to land...

Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 27th, 2007 01:00 am (UTC)
Yeah, I'm with you.

I found something I've been promising to find for you for years now. Once I get home, you'll want to watch your mail.
Ace Lightning: rocketacelightning on January 27th, 2007 07:14 am (UTC)
ooh, now you've got me curious!

i hope your adventure is even more enjoyable than you've hoped it would be.

*smooch*


silver splits the blue: Angel of Death 2ashbet on January 27th, 2007 05:15 pm (UTC)
I adore that poem :)

There's something so literally transcendent about flying -- despite all the airport hassles, I'm transported (heh, again literally) once in flight.

I'm reminded of a moment that happened on the way back from C10 (friendslocked entry) . . . I had that same sensation of heartstopping grace.

Hope you have a wonderful time at the con!!

-- A :)
Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 27th, 2007 05:48 pm (UTC)
I'm looking out my window or walking along the promenade and I see a veritable bevvy of beautiful goth bodies wrapped in latex and PVC, or costume work that makes me wonder where the booth for Industrial Light and Magic is set up. I check out the room parties and dig the social vibe. This is so your crowd, I'm amazed you don't make this part of your social calendar. ;)
silver splits the blue: Behindashbet on January 27th, 2007 06:04 pm (UTC)
It sounds delightful :D

Now that my SS claim is resolved, I'm hoping to do a bit more in the way of travel and cons . . . I won't see any money for another three or four months, but when I get my back payment, I plan on making 2007 a year of Grand Progress ;>

**hugs**

-- A <3
Ace Lightning: Spockacelightning on January 27th, 2007 08:54 pm (UTC)
what, no ugly fat broads dressed as Klingons? ;-D

Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 27th, 2007 09:34 pm (UTC)
You know, I haven't seen any of the Klingons this year. Chattanooga has a group in the vicinity who dress as Klingons for nearly everything. I've seen Jedi, Imperial Stormtroopers, SWAT, Stargate troopers, even Federal Military from Starship Troopers, but no Klingons.
Ace Lightning: Vulcan Aceacelightning on January 28th, 2007 07:10 am (UTC)
maybe the Klingon group pissed off the con organizers?

Traveler Farlandertwfarlan on January 28th, 2007 07:16 am (UTC)
(shrug) It's possible. I have since seen one of the Klingons walking around today.
Ace Lightning: Vulcan Aceacelightning on January 28th, 2007 07:48 am (UTC)
now i have to make a Klingon userpic - i've got two Vulcan pictures, but no Klingons! vItI'qu'!

Ace Lightning: Klingonacelightning on January 28th, 2007 09:50 am (UTC)
GIP
look what you made me do ;-)