Saturday, November 11, 2006
On a wing and a prayer
I've landed in Denver and now find myself working wirelessly in the lobby of the Westin Westminster. I've chatted online with my wife, zinged a few e-mails around the world, and uploaded the pictures I took en route to my laptop.
There's something genteel about sitting alone in an absolutely strange place, using technology to maintain a tenuous connection with the world you've left behind. Of course, it's virtual and oh so limited. I can't, for example, reach through my keyboard to hug my wife and kids. Yet taking a quick self portrait and flinging it immediately home is a bit of a kick. It means I get to have a bit of home with me.
I took this image as we cruised at 38,000 feet in an Air Canada Embraer 190. I liked the light, and I liked the simplicity of the lines. The sheetmetal on a new aircraft always seems to present a pristine, reflective surface, and I'm glad our great big ball of gas decided to cooperate this time out.
More notes from the road as they pop into my head.
Your turn: What comes to mind as you view this image?