A few minutes after take off, we flew right over my house (just south of the "n" in "Birkenhead" there). I forgot to ask for a window seat though, so this view of the onboard map is as good as it got.

I was kicking myself - apart from the fact that it would have made a great picture (to me anyway), part of the fun of travelling is looking out of the window. Otherwise, you're just shut up in a noisy waiting room for hours reading magazines and watching TV, and then you're let out again with no immediate sense that you've gone anywhere. No fun at all.