Seat 60A in a window. I slept most of the journey over the pole. I occasionally woke to peer out the porthole. Below was the long Arctic night and overhead five stars were visible through the pitted flexi-glass. Virgin is offering a real Space voyage to intrepid ‘astronauts’. $200,000 to flew Sir Richard Branson’s Virgin Enterprise 250,000 feet to the very edge of Space. A porthole vista of the cosmos and 5 minutes of freedom from gravity. The space terminal will be in New Mexico. Not far from Roswell.

There is no shortage of prospective passengers oping to witness the miracle of the universe such as the strange swirling Aurora Borealis seen over the Norway the other day. Scientists were at a lost as to explain the phenomena. The light show certainly had nothing to do with President Obama’s refusal to lunch with the country’s king during his Nobel Peace prize weekend.

I have only seen the Northern Lights twice in my life.

Neither was on this last trip over the pole.

Black as night.

As far as the eye could see above and below.

Unless you counted the old Chinese woman asleep next to me.

She was so celestial.