A long day flying thousands of miles. Not as much fun as I hoped but full of experiences!
My first flight is always the loudest, the most isolated and most beautiful: Over the Rockies.
See the propeller? LOUD.
Nineteen seater means one seat on each side, so no seat companions. Isolated. Can't talk anyway, (LOUD) although I heard one woman shout a conversation with someone in the back of the plane, THE --- WHOLE ---- HOUR---. TG for noise canceling headphones.
See the snow still on the peaks? Last day of May. Early morning. Nice.