Somewhere above Greece last week, just before landing while flying with SAS in an Airbus A320, the sky put on one of those quiet shows no screen can compete with.

As we began the descent on our way to Sivota, the clouds appeared like soft mountain ranges, lit from below by a sunset slowly burning through gold, pink, and some blue.

For a while, the flight became less about getting somewhere and more about simply looking out the window.

A reminder that travel sometimes begins before you land.