


I traded places with the other photographer and crawled to the back of the plane and looked out. Although I was guaranteed I wouldn't be sucked out by the wind, I was a bit cautious and kept a safe distance from the open end but was able to see a great deal of the beautiful waterways, sailboats enjoying Charlotte Harbor and preserved areas of land.
My body felt the change in altitude but could not tell when the plane was turning. It wasn't until I looked out to see the horizon and noticed it was at a 45 degree angle.
*gulp* Luckily, it was time to head to our seats, buckle up and prepare for landing.