You know what I look forward to?
Flights. Not because of the weird but strangely satisfying packaged food. Not because of the anticipation of the holiday/home-coming/work trip I’m embarking on.
Because of the peace and damn quiet.
It’s an odd way to describe the sound of massive jet engines propelling a 200-tonne aluminium tube through the sky at 900 kmph. Also because that aluminium tube is usually full of screaming babies wondering what the hell is going on, and flight attendants announcing that the in-flight entertainment will be re-runs of Better Homes and Gardens.
But it is peaceful-ish and quiet-ish. Because for those blissful hours it takes me to get from one destination to another, I HAVE to turn off my phone, and damn well relax.