Taking it for granted

flying-out-from-heathrowIt’s a while since I’ve flown out of Heathrow and had such a good view. Not only did I get a window seat just clear of the wing, but it was a bright day and I had my camera to hand. It is surprising to see when you look down over the immediate area south and west of London how many reservoirs store the capital’s water.

I was so busy taking pictures I didn’t look up and check the route we were flying, but the chalky cliffs of the south coast are unmistakable. We passed over Brighton and if you look carefully you can just make out Brighton Pier. As we flew out and on over the Channel the chalk cliffs ran along to the famous Beachy Head. The chalk headland is a distinctive landmark with the town of Eastbourne a blurry mass of buildings a little further up the coast.

over-the-alpsPeople these days take flying for granted, but when you can see and recognise the places below there is still a little thrill. And, who can deny the drama of snowy Alpine peaks as they break through the mountain mists.


Author: agnesashe

Artisan, blogger and passionate East Anglian working from home.

12 thoughts on “Taking it for granted”

      1. Now I have music lyrics in my ears . . . “When you go on your summer vacation, you go to Juan-les-Pins . . When the snow falls you’re found in St. Moritz, with the others of the jet-set”. Can you be in Nice?

      2. Oh my – Peter Sarstedt – my sister and I used to love singing that song. I am afraid neither my father nor I would count as a ‘lovely’!! Actually that was the Swiss Alps and we were flying down to Milan. It didn’t disappoint the locals were as stylishly dressed as when I visited 25 years ago, but there were far, far more tourists – everywhere, even in November.

      3. I’ve only been there for a few hours. We flew in from Sydney some years back, then jumped on the Frecciarosa down to Florence, en route to Assisi. Enjoy! The fashion capital of Italy πŸ™‚

    1. Oh yes – there’s not much fun in flying these days. I wasn’t going to moan, but by the time we got on the plane the overhead locker was already stuffed full so I had to have my father’s case under my feet. It was rather uncomfortable, fortunately the flight was only two hours. People take on too much hand luggage and the airline staff don’t challenge them enough.

  1. Thanks for these lovely views. I have just started a poetry blog here on WordPress in case you have time to look? One of my poems in the Mellow Yellow blog is about looking down at life from an aeroplane. Have a nice afternoon, Sam πŸ™‚

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