“If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.” (-Charles Lindbergh)

I’m still always fascinated with flying, even though the TSA and airport security have made traveling much more interesting, shall we say.

I’ve learned that if I arrive early enough, remove my shoes, sweater or jacket, empty my laptop into the designated bin, and then just remember to pick up my camera among my belongings sliding through the X-Ray machine, it’s relatively smooth sailing once I'm through.

I sometimes try to envision what exciting voyages people are embarking upon as I wander through gates at the airport and watch people bustling through the corridors. Have you ever listened to that list of connecting flights your fellow passengers are taking, so you know which gate to head to upon arrival at the first destination? It's always amazing to me. Sometimes, instead of listening for "Iowa" I'll imagine I'm heading to Istanbul instead.

I’m also fortunate that on a plane, I’m just like a baby who falls asleep in a moving vehicle. I can doze and cat-nap easily the minute those engines start up!

I do enjoy having a window seat, and love to look out to see what’s below, whether it’s fluffy cottonballs or snowy miniature vistas below.

It’s a good thing I like to fly, because this week alone, I’ll be on and off of about seven different flights.

“I feel about airplanes the way I feel about diets. It seems to me that they are wonderful things for other people to go on.” (-Jean Kerr)

Happy Monday, all! San Francisco-bound today…