I’ve got this love/hate relationship with window seats on a plane. One huge pro is that it’s prime real estate for sky gazing. The con? Getting up to go the washroom or just to stretch out requires a huge production. Like, do I wake the snoring guy beside me so I can go through or should I wait it out and suffer in silence? Anyway, here are some snapshots of taken during my flight to and from Aruba.
I hope to finally have some beauty related posts up soon, but the inspiration and motivation well is pretty dry right now.