I love sitting in the window seat.  It's a different world up here and there is something exhilarating about watching as the plane dives and dips into the white mist of clouds.  From up here, the world looks as I feel it seems now, after traveling for so long, small.  It no longer feels as though I'm leaving my country, but more going back to another part of my world.  

In the days leading up to my departure to join this European tour I was afraid of leaving the comfort and happiness I found while staying in one place, but with the hazy clouds below, hiding the landscape to come, and the vast, unexplored blue above, I do find some sense of "home" here in the in between, the transition.