We are flying over the Carribean Sea, approaching Cuba, and I have never seen anything quite so awe-inspiring. The half-moon is looking us straight in the eye, illuminating a sky that defines vastness. It’s mostly a clear night, so we can see the ocean 37,000 feet below us, but what is truly terrifying is the half dozen clouds hanging there silently. There is enough space between them that we can see each of their reflections in the sea, adding another whole dimension to the beauty. I’m not homesick, but I am suddenly struck by the incomprehensible size of this planet, and that already we are on a very different side of it.
Goodbye, known world!