Made it home, great flight, 7:00pm and nice to just drive home without having ti wait for someone. There is no great advantage of going to, and leaving from an airport, then to drive up to it, and then away from it, at your own free will. It is just an awesome feeling. And that is what I did. I stepped off from the plane, walked through the departure area, straight outside, and drove away. Terrace, BC, yes; Vancouver, BC, no. I could not have done this in Vancouver with out just as much hassles as waiting for a Taxi. I would still be there–waiting. Anyway, I drove right to Suz’s house, and we had dinner.
During the flight, there were no could in the sky. Along the horizon, all I could see was a band of deep red, stretched along the ocean. It was pretty much pitch black out, halfway through the flight, but the weather was identical to Vancouver’s, except the temperature, which was cooler by a degree or two. It was awesome to see a sunset like that from twenty-thousand feet in above the Earth.
Sadly, I sat in by the isle, so there was no point in bringing out the camera. I think the fellow sitting in the window seat would not of approved a 300mm lens stuck in front of him. This image I will have to keep in my memories.