Waves in the clouds

On my way back from London I had an almost equally interesting flight as on my way to London, which I talked about here and here. Except that most of the excitement this time round came from discovering that I wasn’t, in fact, sitting next to the person I thought I was, but that I was booked on a different flight from a different terminal. Which isn’t so terribly exciting in itself, but seeing that Terminal 5 is quite a distance away from the other terminals and the discovery itself happened at security some 20 minutes before boarding was supposed to start, it made for an interesting race across Heathrow.

But at least I ended up seeing pretty waves in the clouds: