Over Iraq, in Seat 7K

I look out my window seat and see the streaks of white fluffy clouds frame a beautiful picture. The white and brown peaks of Iraq stand majestically, as the orange sunlight somehow finds arbitrary spots to illuminate this breathtaking view. This is an Iraq so different from the one I see on TV. We just flew past Baghdad; no turmoil like on TV, just unimposing majesty from up here, flying pass Kirkuk, towards Diyarbakir, at 538km/h, 12 192m above ground. Strange places, but there they are, just below me. 5 h 23 min before arriving at Birmingham International Airport.

I'm in seat 7K.

Uncle T