WindowSeat Wednesday: Eastern Caribbean
Visibility was endless. By the time we hit the northern most island in the Bahamas, I could still see the Florida coastline 50 miles away and my discomfort melted in the beaming sunlight as quickly as the wax in Icarus’ wings. My seat mates, almost condescending, questioned my travel experience when they saw how incessantly I snapped photos. Though I’ve probably been to Caribbean more times than the two of them together, I’ve NEVER before seen such an extravagant display of turquoise in my life. I just smiled, continued to snap away, and entertained the three thoughts that repeatedly danced through my head: 1) Today’s flight path rocks and I think I’m in love with this pilot for taking us this way. 2) Do the residents below have any idea how beautiful their homeland is from the air? 3) Maybe I should get my pilot’s license, buy a Cessna, and move to Bahamas so I can fly like this every day.
Now check out the amazing pics ….






