Two Planes

I was out trying to stretch my legs (this afternoon? yesterday? Wednesday? They all blur together) and I saw two jet contrails heading more or less west or west northwest.

The top contrail is from the first plane:

(Image: FlightAware)

I wasn’t thrilled about being where I was, but at least I wasn’t going to Fresno. (The raisin capital of the world!)

The second, lower contrail was more interesting.

(Image: Flightaware)

Okay, a 15-hour flight to Taipei would be quite the haul, but it would be cool to be in a country that I’ve never visited before, seeing things that I’ve never seen before. But, who knew that there were non-stop flights from Phoenix to Taipei? I would have never put that on my bingo card. A flight to Honolulu and then a different flight to Taipei? Sure! But a non-stop? Is there really a big enough market for that level of service?

Standing in my front yard, trying to get some blood circulating again in my legs, you learn some of the damndest things!