Finally we were allowed to board the plane. I fastened my seatbelt, closed my eyes, and sat there, tired and grouchy. Then I heard the sound of the propellers revving up. From that point on, I was completely happy.
I love airplanes.
|I never tire of this view. (I'm referring to the clouds,|
But isn't it weird that my phone
could see the propeller's blades spinning?)