It's St. Patrick's Day. How cool that my next planned sketch was my memory of our one hour fuel stop in Ireland. Not sure, it might have been Dublin. I only remember the brightest green in my 20 years. I don't even remember if the sky was gray or blue.
Of the sketch, the window ended up too big. I only wish they made airplane windows this big. I might have taken a picture of this sight but the shot would have been lost in my first mis-loaded roll that developed blank.
Of the sketch, the window ended up too big. I only wish they made airplane windows this big. I might have taken a picture of this sight but the shot would have been lost in my first mis-loaded roll that developed blank.
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