FLYING HIGH

We fly quite alot, and while I love seeing different places the only consolation I have for sitting in a tin can at 24,000 feet is views like this.  The destination and the journey.  This was a trip home to Cairns, and the view of the headland as we prepare to land is a moment of relief.  Even though I haven't lived there for years, Michael Buble's 'Coming home' starts doing the rounds in my head.  This replaces the 'I still call Australia home' by Peter Allen when I land of overseas.  Does anyone else have a personal record player in their head too?

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