Every so often when I’m chatting with someone and I’ll get the “planes are just buses with wings” line. That along with the phrase “long story short,” are probably the two series of words that irritate me like no other.
Planes are absolutely magical creations. They’re the epitome of human ingenuity. They are fantastic and beautiful precision machines that effortlessly shake off the bounds of gravity and soar through the sky. Commercial aviation and flying have become a madness for me, a kind of madness that actually keeps me sane. If I don’t get on a plane every few weeks I start to get very very antsy. I don’t like to fly, I have to fly.
Flight has come a long way from the original Wright Flyer in 1903. Also, yes, that is THE ORIGINAL Wright Flyer below. I snapped a pic while at the National Air and Space Museum in DC
On every one of my flights I eagerly anticipate take off. That turn onto the runway followed by the sound of the engines never gets tiring. Soon enough you’re pressed back into your seat and before you know it you’re effortlessly gliding off into the air, accomplishing a feat that until only recently we thought was impossible.
Just the thought of being several miles up in the air traveling at over 500 mph makes me feel great. To some people the sky is the limit, for me the sky is home. Take a window seat and just spend some time looking outside, do it enough and the magic of what you’re able to do will hit you like a ton of bricks. Once that happens you’ll be possessed by the madness that the fellow aviation geeks share and there is no turning back.
Not to mention, the views are fantastic. The pictures below speak for themselves
However, I don’t just have an affinity for planes, airports are amazing too. They’re huge melting pots, people are flying all over the world and for that brief period of time you’re part of their lives and they’re part of yours. In the departure area you see families hugging their loved ones goodbye. In arrivals you see families eager to finally see their loved ones return from their journey. They’re our connection to the rest of the world. All I have to do is take an Uber 15 minutes to EWR and hop on a plane and I can be halfway around the world in a few hours.
I don’t really understand how people aren’t amazed by the fact there are giant metal tubes that can fly in the sky across the globe. Try explaining this concept to someone 150 years ago and they’ll think you’re insane.
As our buddy Leonardo Da Vinci said, “when once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return”
I hope next time you’re on a plane you really take a few minutes to think about how amazing it is.