Posted by Nicholas at March 1, 2007 08:57 AMShe knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien's theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Souls can't move that quickly, and are left behind, and must be awaited, upon arrival, like lost luggage.
William Gibson, Pattern Recognition, 2003
...some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic.Hundreds of thousands of feet? No wonder she feels like crap. Flight at almost-in-orbit altitudes in a commercial airliner will do that to you. Posted by: Jon at March 1, 2007 11:09 AM
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