Look Away From The Lights!

In the taxi on the way to the airport, I was reading through the brochures I picked up on Sunday about qualifying as a pilot. I eventually decided to put them away on the basis that it is an incredibly expensive hobby, which would divert money which could be usefully invested elsewhere and which would only really be worth spending money on if I was planning to take it up professionally.

As the plane was on its final approach I was looking out of the window into the night, at the lights of Greater London spread out and twinkling like faery lights on the ground and I imagined how fantastic the view must be from the front of the plane.

And all the logic of the decision melted away.