i still love the sight of a plane in a sky.
it never cease to amaze me, this wonderful invention.
my heart flutters and do a little dance within.

i think watching planes take off into the sky is one of the most romantic things to do.
watching it slowly fade into the dark velvet blanket,
on its way to the other side of the world.
i could definitely do this all night.

the romance of travel lives on.