May 16, 2011

Jet| Plane

There's a huge field - a park really - right on the other side of the landing strip at Reagan National Airport. On the weekends, people will bring picnics and lay out in the field as planes land directly overhead. I can't begin to describe how dramatic it is to watch these planes land. Because you are SO CLOSE. And they are SO LOUD. Like within of a few hundred feet of you sometimes. You have a 757 clearing you at a FEW HUNDRED FEET. Sometimes, it doesn't feel safe. And I love it. LOVE it. I could just sit there for hours and be so close to these flying monstrosities as they touch down. It's humbling in a similar way that the mountains or the ocean can sometimes feel like. Something bigger, grander than yourself.

Also, I think two things when I run through this park (part of the Mount Vernon trail that runs along the Virginia-side of the Potomac in this park): this place would be great for a North by Northwest photo shoot and then I think about LOST because, as I said, the planes fly right overhead and have that roaring sound heard on so many episodes.

1 comment:

  1. That's such a cool photo! Hope you're having a great week, my friend! xoxo


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