Photo Essay: The Art of Flight

The five hour plane ride from the right to the left side of North America, can be a dreadful and tedious one. Especially when the flight is during the holidays, everyone packed like sardines, usually 5 pounds heavier since they left home, and full of presents from their loved ones. The holiday spirit has usually waxed and waned into a stupor. So with crying children and hungover passengers around me, I took out my digital camera and snuck a peak from the heavens. Here are the results: