From Dublin to Heathrow (which was a mess, as usual), where instead of wondering if we’d make our flight we ended up with a four hour delay because the crew had trouble getting to the airport. Once we finally took off, I fell asleep almost immediately. Woke to a dark, silent cabin. Got up to stretch a bit and went back to the galley. And looked out the little portal.
Like something out of a dream. Absolutely amazing.
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