One of the best things about short flights aside from the obvious is that since you are flying at a relatively low altitude, you get to see where you're flying over. I purposely chose a window seat on my flight to Amsterdam from Geneva so I could see the view, but I hadn't bargained on such beautiful sights. The color-coded bars of fields were simply astounding.
You could see houses here and there, and smatterings of white -- the sign of sheep!
The fields weren't all uniform lines, though. They gave way to less rigidly structured areas such as this...
...before segueing into the rectangular shapes of Amsterdam.
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