Growing up in the village I was always amazed by planes as they left a trail of white "smoke" in their wake, I always wondered what it would be like to be in a plane so far away from the comfort of firm ground beneath ones feet, i always wondered what the sensation of take-off would feel like, would i vomit like the people i saw in the movies or the stories I've been told by those that were fortunate enough to have already traveled the skies? So many questions I had until one day it was finally my turn to be in a plane, breath taking doesn't even begin to describe it, it was an out of this world experience. knowing that you are at that particular moment above the clouds you had always stared up to your whole life is something of a game changer