Over Africa!

After the longest, most boring layover in JFK and a plane ride seated in front of a baby that cried most of the time and kicked my chair when he wasn't crying, I CAN SEE AFRICA! Well, sort of. I'm above the clouds over West Africa, and through the breaks in them, I catch glimpses of the continent I was born on! The info graphic on board shows that we are over Cote D'Ivoire--I am SO close to home and all this feels like a dream.