The Descent From The Cloudsthe Heavy Metal Staircase Of The Chartered Gulfstream G700 Vibrated Slightly Under My Heels As I Descended Back Onto The Tarmac Of The Private Aviation Terminal. The Crisp Morning Air Of The Private Runway Hit My Face, Sharp And Biting, Sweeping Away The Stifling, Perfume-Choked Atmosphere Of The Cabin.