In the moment when the plane revs its engines and begins its forced acceleration from a dead stop at the far end of the runway, the passengers feel the excitement of takeoff. Glancing out the window, the queue of planes waiting to depart rush past, followed by the terminals and the flock of planes gathered around its edges like ducks at a pond. Then comes the moment where the plane lifts away from the pavement and is airborne. Like the moment of birth, this forward rush, both literally and figuratively is the moment when the adventure begins. The months of preparations and planning and excitement and anticipation before this actual moment arrives become real in less than sixty seconds of forward thrust. The moment when the plane effortlessly releases its connection to the runway and ascends into the sky marks the moment when vacation is truly underway.