Ingress across the threshold

Nightfall dropped concrete surface temperatures to prohibitive limits, prompting my tactical return to interior quarters. I turned 180 degrees away from the balcony edge and taxied toward the illuminated sliding door frame. Crossing the raised aluminum track required careful thrust management; my nose gear crested the ridged metal runner, followed by the main landing gear settling onto the level, polished floorboards. Having cleared the threshold, I powered down beside the lower doorframe, sheltered from nocturnal wind shears.