Night Flying

The day after Christmas I worked, then we all visited an old friend of my father's and his wife ... and their GREAT DANE DOG. Then we regrouped at NCC's before all piling into a car to deliver me to the airport. There was a little delay between when I was supposed to depart and when we actually did, but it wasn't too bad. I like night flying. It's all dark and cozy. It's much easier to forget that you're surrounded by strangers thousands of feet in the air when all the lights are off. Unless, of course, you look out the window and take photographs.

I have no idea what state this is, or why so many lights were still on so late in the evening. Humanity really is weird from above.