The following is courtesy of Eric:
When you'd rather be in bed, instead of 35,000 feet in the air at 3AM.
When the sun is rising in your face, yet your body tells you it's the middle of the night.
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Still, each sunrise has it's own charm.
Eric
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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I've tried to tell Abby about flying, and she's not real excited about it. I want her to experience it at least once, though.
My last experience was in a little bitty 3-seater, sitting right behind the pilots and looking over their shoulder. It was windy, and when we hit the runway in Savannah, GA the plane skipped sideways... a LOT. That's the last time I've been on a plane, and might be the last time I ever am. :)
Oh yeah, get Abby on a plane. I'd hate to think of her limited by fear, like so many people are (sadly).
The world really is our oyster.
I'm not a huge fan of small planes, but I'd fly any plane with Eric at the controls.
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