Ringing in the Plane #1

Today's flight was the first of about 1/2 dozen plane flights I plan to take over the next few weeks. By the end of the series of flights, my dream is to have everybody on the plane ringing bells at either sunrise or sunset.
Have you ever tried to figure out the exact time and place at any given moment when you are in an airplane? Try it. It's easier to judge when the sun is going down than it is to tell the time.


First we tried to take pictures out the window. Those photos captured a nice image of the wing of the plane, but you can't tell much about the position of the sun. So then I ran to the back of the plane where the flight attendants gather, hoping to get a shot from one of those little side windows. Big mistake. The attendants pounced on me, yelling "Get away from the window! You can't go near the window!"
So then I ran back to our row because time had run out. We watched the map channel on the seat TV and rang our bells. The quiet ones. Some people noticed but in the end it was less of a celebration than a job neatly and efficiently done.