Friday, March 28, 2008
Landing Elsewhere At Night
Maybe the only part of flying long-distance I look forward to anymore – except, maybe, over-indulging my unseemly taste for Hollywood blockbuster movies – is the possibility of an approach in darkness over the edges of a city. Los Angeles and Tokyo look like the underbodies of massive alien spaceships, their luminescent exoskeletons dotted with flashing antennae. On the outskirts of less developed South-East Asian cities, where there's less money to burn on acres of halogen and neon, the intricate, asymmetrical filaments of light resemble the delicate complexity of microprocessors.