My preference when I fly is always a window seat, but I choose aisle if it’s more than two hours lest I have to disturb somebody by asking them to let me get out to go to the ‘loo. So of course, on this leg, I had a window seat, and caught the beautiful sunrise most of the way down to Salt Lake City.π
And this…like a shark fin sneaking past!πππππ





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