One of the coolest experiences of my life was flying back to Portland from Chicago at night. Somewhere along the way, I looked out the window and off in the distance I noticed a lightning storm over a town. It was surreal how much lower the storm was than we were flying, and watching the lightning bolts branch out from the clouds to spread all over the place was just incredible.
I don’t fly often, so maybe that’s more common than I realize, but I thought it was pretty awesome.