Sitting in a packed tuna can with other random hairy mammalian creatures you are hurled at speeds upwards of 600 miles per hour at heights of near 40,000 feet. You and everyone else on this metal box trust two people and the engineering teams of faceless corporations to safely guide you to land on a tiny asphalt strip hundreds of miles from your takeoff point. Yet, this is the safest mode of traveling. Flight is an absolute symphony of engineering and design that manifests thousands of years of the triumph of man over science. But everyone hates it.
I hate it, well maybe less than the average person especially if I am not flying far, and I think a huge part of why I hate it is because planes really aren't made for people. Now hear me out, I am talking about the aircrafts themselves, they are quite the antithesis of say Apple design philosophy. And well when your main priority is safety and efficiency you end up with the cumbersome designs of our aircrafts as well as the inflight meals that are so accustomed to give you mid-flight gas.
But the worst part isn't the food or the crammed seating the worst part is that you can't experience the best part of flying, the view. Without a doubt flying opens the most beautiful and different perspectives to offer in our world, and since flying has only been around since 1900 we are but an insignificant portion of humanity to ever have the benefit of seeing all of our important busy lives at such a humbling altitude. All the while our planes have been designed to make this most magical of experiences nearly impossible to absorb. Our windows are tiny and a lot of the time you have to learn over crank your neck so you can for a moment peer out to see how wildly curious a city or mountain chain looks at such as minute level. And you have to do this while praying the psychopaths who shut these windows keep them open for more than a minute.
Once a long time ago, I had the distinct honor of sitting in the window seat on a pristine moonlit night with such an angle that I could recline back and nearly get a full view of my side of the plane. There aren't many things more magical than a beautifully moonlit night, it is such an under appreciated experience. Looking down at the clouds casting shadows onto the ocean and onto the cities and landscapes you are out of the chaos of the minutia. You can look down and think 'oh puny humans how small your daily problems are and how vast a beautiful land we are given to observe and delight in,' when a light shines from above you out of your purview you turn to recognize God yet it is just the light of your neighbor looking to pretend he will not cheat on the crossword puzzle.
How strange it is that the majority of the world goes inside as soon as the sun dies down, for the moonlight opens up a completely different view of our world, a world that is dulled down by the same old sunlight. Sitting outside on a summers night looking out towards the blanketed hills of glittering light you imagine the more, become curious that there's something out there to be explored in our universe and are succumbed to inspiration that this moment is more beautiful than ever. That same old dirt road turns into a fabled passage that the likes of King Louis would welcome his carriage ride, that same stream by your back porch now looks as beautiful a stream that would be in one of Shakespeare's sonnets.
For me there's more stillness in the night it doesn't change as visibly as the daytime and puts you under a sort of spell that you can live more in the now, not thinking of what's next to come it's more meditative but at the same time invites more curiosity. These viewpoints give different perspectives in more than just the visible the open up what makes being human worth being human. Being curious about the world, interested in not subduing our current moment to constantly learn and observe more is what experience is. Observing the now is exactly what planes don't want you to do. Imagine if your plane had a giant moonroof window or the whole side of the plane you could adjust or god forbid an extra 6 inches of room between seats.
Having a curiosity for new experiences opens you up to be able to think differently and often these experiences can lend you to understanding how to connect with basic human commonalities in more ways. I believe it allows you to become a better storyteller and through stories we can connect to someone else who understands what it means to enjoy the moonlight.