Every time I travel on a plane, I’m bummed to not have my camera with me. I always end up missing out on the most spectacular shots. This time around, I actually had my camera with me. If you’ve lived in the bay area, or have visited, more often than not, at sunset, the fog rolls in so you can’t quite see the sunset. This past weekend, on my flight back from Palm Springs, the weather was so uncharacteristically warm that we landed to clear skies and a stunning sunset. I had promised myself once that I would move out of the Bay Area the minute I stopped pressing my face against the window every time I’m on a flight back home. And here I was doing it again. As always, I’m reminded how stunning California is.