There is a romance and beauty to flying. There is something about being high in the sky, bound for the next destination, advancing against the effect of gravity, like a bird soaring in the sky, that is just replete with romanticism and a sense of adventure. There is beauty to it and a gorgeous mentality that the world is open for exploration.
Today, many people have lost that sense of romanticism when flying on planes. Nowadays, it’s about getting to the next destination as quickly as possible, how many connecting flights are needed to get to the destination, how long it will take, will the food be less than good. These trivial things.
Today, people believe that most of the world has been explored. Explorers have gone around the world in ships, traversed remote islands by plane, and explore
Charter jets are a class of jet of their own. They fly high in the sky, swooping through the sky like a bird, flown by a pilot intent on his or her destination, nimble and agile, capable of traveling great distances, while its passengers enjoy the beautiful views of the fluffy clouds and the empty blue sky in all directions.
There is a romance to flying, or at least there was. Flying used to represent the most daring of ideals: The ability to leave the ground and travel through the air. It was a vision of many during the time of the Wright Brothers, when they made their first trip in Kitty Hawk, launching from the ground into the sky.
That flight represented the great American exploration spirit, traveling to a land and places in a way that nobody had done before. It was American ingenuity,