Those Sixty Minutes From Darkness to Rising Sun Over Sydney

I was glad everything going as per schedule even if our flight from Delhi to Singapore was delayed by forty minutes because too many flights were landing at that time, so we had to rush to terminal-2, but as they provided an airport shuttle train, it didn't take much to reach us there and complete the formalities.

I had my small camera in my hand and had already clicked a few photos but had to delete them as the result was black or blank.

The staff of Qantas Airlines was cooperative, so everything was hassle-free at the D-44. We started from Singapore, located in the Strait of Malacca, and were soon flying over the South China Sea, heading east towards Sydney, and then over the Indian Ocean after crossing the South China Sea. We were trying to sleep, but our body cycle was not ready for that, and then they started serving dinner.

 
Everyone on the aircraft was watching movies or trying to sleep, but I was watching my favorite show, the Route Map, that I keep watching on every flight. Soon we were over the Tasman Sea, and I could see the places I had visited from the height of 37000 ft through the monitor, of course, as we flew over Australia.

We were scheduled to reach Sydney at 7.20 in the morning, but as I said, I was not able to sleep, so I was looking at the different world clocks, which were showing the current time zone of the place we were flying at that time. I was seriously trying to take photos of the rising sun, but I could see nothing but a thick cloud cover a few kilometers down the aircraft window and, of course, the giant-sized wing of the aircraft.

 
However, I could see no Tasman Sea or any other body of water right throughout the journey apart from momentary glimpses of lights whenever we flew past a big town. But I was glad we were moving towards Australia and New Zealand at a speed of almost 950 km/hr.

Finally, at 5 in the morning, as I could see the aircraft getting closer to Sydney, located on the eastern coast of Australia, traversing the Tasman Sea.

At about 6.30 I could see the sky changing colors, and that was the first of the photos I decided to keep, but even that was nothing much, and then I clicked at regular intervals.

 
I was expecting to touch down within 20 minutes or so, but then I heard the announcement by the captain who informed me that due to heavy traffic at Sydney, we would have to wait for 20 extra minutes, but then I am used to delayed landings at Sydney and hovering around because this airport is closed for nighttime landing.

We were hovering around Botany Bay, on the coast of NSW, over the Tasman Sea, which is situated south of Sydney.

Please don't get confused, as this Botany Bay in the Tasman Sea is just a part of the Pacific Ocean.

where Captain James Cook landed about 350 years ago and converted it into a prison for English criminals but later offered them land for farming that turned the very lowly dense original place into one of the most beautiful countries in the world.

So we were circling around Kamay Botany Bay, the national park located at La Perouse and Kurnell, over Sydney. And I was trying to capture as many photos as I could.

 
But then I heard the captain of the flight telling us that we were ready to land, so I kept my camera in the handbag and held the seat in front of me, as I am always too scared while a flight lands.

I feel as if even if something went wrong at the time of landing, if I hold the front seat tight, it will help me save my head from crashing into something.

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