Put me in an airplane and as soon as airborne, you’d see me with my nose flat on the window staring at the clouds. No other than nature can wield such strokes, so light, so beautiful, yet can shake you up even inside a giant 747.

Thus, every plane ride comes with a prayer not for a safe flight but for a beautiful sky and cloud formations. This one was on my way to Bali in April. *By the way, sorry for the long absence. It’s not easy to maintain a blog when you don’t have internet access at home. Now I have, so I’m back!*