王盈方醫師瘋狂之旅 Dr Yvonne Wang's Blabberings

Landing:
The plane window was like a great picture. In the middle of the frame was an orange line, softly blending into the blueness above and below.
It was 8.30am but looked 6.30pm.
The cloud was thick but still.
I could not establish whether the ground below was frozen water or icy snow.
I saw a tiny cluster of lights - it was probably Anchorage city.
As the plane lowered and landed into the snow, I realised how misty this city was.

Waiting in transit:
The sun got brighter and brighter, until everything it shined on became golden.