who what where when why wednesday.

q:

window seat or aisle?

a:

window, all the way.

 

today's question is dedicated to all the miles i spent in the sky last week and my ever-growing obsession with pan am on sunday nights. have you seen it? it's delicious.

i am a die hard window woman. i can stare out the window for hours... trying to place the puzzle pieces of the earth below me.... places i've never been.... places i'll never be, most likely.  plus, i have iron man bladder control so i never have to worry about climbing over strangers to use the restroom.  my hold-it power rules all.

i love the landing time in a new city. like minneapolis last saturday afternoon? holy smokes, that place was gorg. there were 100 times more trees in that city than any i've seen in all my obvious stops and they were all shades of red, orange, and yellow. we flew over the lake and i spied all the fancy schmancy lake homes {faaaaancy.} but even the guts of the residential streets looked as charming as ever.  it took a minute, but i had to shake myself out of the day dreaming thoughts of living the charmed life there someday.

had i been sitting in the aisle, i never would have seen a speck of that pretty place.

so.... you: window or aisle?