We are over the Atlantic Ocean. Earlier we passed over the Sacramento River
Delta and saw the levies. Next, we
passed over the Sierras. Tahoe was
recognizable by its sheer scale and the basin it sits in. We’ve passed over a lot of reservoirs but
they often have odd shapes and don’t fit the landscape. The river beds in Nevada were dried up in
some places and farmland now covers the river basin. What looked like white sand covered the
mountains at the continental divide.
Just before Chicago, I could see square plots of farmland with rivers
running through. Chicago’s airport is
surrounded by big boxes of buildings that all match like the Alameda Naval Base
buildings.
I’m so lucky to be traveling with Lindsey. Although I’ve put many hours into planning
this trip, I feel a detachment from the act of making the plans now as I am
shuffled off into darkness.

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