I don’t travel that often—once or twice a year, tops—leisure and business combined. The man-made and natural majesties of my planet, and in this case, my country, are never taken for granted. Despite my 5’10” stature, it is always a window seat for me and the shade is always up. I am reminded how small I really am and how our vehicles, from this perspective, resemble the ants I so easily and thoughtlessly trod upon. Everyone is on their way somewhere! Some of my fellow passengers close their eyes. Others release their Kindles, laptops and tablets. Me? My iPhone is pressed to the thick, hazy glass. The practice exposes me for what I am—an unabashed tourist, a novice traveler and aviation-geek possessed by wonderment of an experience that will never be ordinary. Keep your airport souvenirs! I’d rather have this record!