Leaving a place we went for vacation. We were maybe in london. I remember finding in my wallet a card from a hotel that showed i stayed in London in 2017 (irl closest was scotland in 2018).

I remember seeing a little pond with cabins around it. As we were in the air going home I saw it from overhead, thinking it would have been nice to stay there.

The aircraft is very small and I have a large field of vision outside the window, so much so its like I’m outside. I watch as we pass by some birds; my seat neighbor or maybe one behind me thinks he spotted an owl.

We’re flying low, and there are a lot of birds flying around. Suddenly there is a goose or something large sucked into the engine. What is spit out is a mostly-intact bird like what you’d buy at the grocery store, except with more feathers. It kept sailing along with us even though it was clearly dead. I thought how horrid air travel was.