Decidedly not a sonnet

I do so love the mountains. I would spend the whole flight staring at them if it didn’t hurt my neck to do so. I think I could wax poetically for several paragraphs, but typing on my iPhone is not so much fun (plus, I can’t publish until we land). Nonetheless, there is at least another half hour, if not twice that, to split my viewing pleasures between the Rockies and “Pirates of the Caribbean” (2). The joys of traveling in the 21st century!