day 341

Direct flights are beautiful and so - here is a picture of my direct flight. I had a window seat, obviously. I don't know why people take pictures out of the window of the airplane. They never turn out to look like anything - but anyway, here's Saskatchewan from whateverhowmanyfeetup. It was a 2 hour flight to Denver, and I've never been so happy in my life to be on a DIRECT flight. Direct. As in, it doesn't stop, you don't have to get off the plane, lose your luggage, find your luggage, get told you missed your next flight, cry until someone helps you get on another flight, go through customs, fly to Chicago, get off the plane, wait in that airport for 2.5 hours, board a new plane.... etc. So, it was beautiful, as this photo clearly illustrates.