I'm back in a hotel and tired. The flights were horribly turbulent. On the third and final leg of my journey the pilot explained that there was some bad weather to get through, and after 30 minutes of rocking around in the worst flight I'd been on he announced that there was a rough patch coming up (coming up??) and we should buckle up and hang on. But how could it get any worse? I naïvely whined to myself.
It got much worse.
I honestly thought the wings were going to rip off the plane. I've never been on a flight where the seat-belts actually saved people from flying haphazardly about the cabin. I think everyone had white-knuckles from hanging on for dear life. So, I'm exhausted and feeling much like a snail at the moment. Time to curl up in my blankety shell for some sleep. Safe. Here. On the ground.
Also, for those that are interested, this picture was taken in December 2007, at the El Yunque National Rainforest in Puerto Rico. (Sony DSLR-A100, 50mm, f/5.6, 1/30, ISO 400)
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