Mrs. SixPapaCharlie
Pre-takeoff checklist
It's hard to believe that one year ago today, I became a chauffeured woman.
For the past year, I have only had to say the words, "I'd like some breakfast . . . . or to see the sunset . . . . or eat some BBQ," and I have had my very own pilot willing to make it happen. It's been quite a convenience. So maybe I meant heading to the kitchen to whip up some toast, but before I know it, an hour later, we're eating at the Beacon Cafe. I don't have to go in the backyard to see the sunset, I get flown to see it. (Or honestly, I get to see most of the sunset while we pre-flight the plane, then we catch the last few minutes of it airborne.) No longer do I have to mess with mundane things like eating at the Hard 8 twenty minutes from my house. Instead, I get to drive 15 minutes to the airport for a 40 minute flight and then walk 10 minutes to the Hard 8 in Stephenville. Obviously, this has really come in handy.
I mentioned a few weeks ago that I could go for a nice glass of wine. No box of Franzia for me, my friends! This pilot of mine will be jetting me and his family down to Fredericksburg this weekend for some vino. Sure, I've had to wait a while to enjoy it, but let's look past that.
Seriously though, 1 year ago today, Bryan got his PPL, and I had no idea how much I would enjoy him having it -as well as flying in general. When he started lessons, I was supportive because I knew it was something he'd always wanted. Then I started tagging along, since that was about the only way to see him those months. Somewhere along the way, it has become really fun for us both.
Congrats on your first year, 6PC. Looking forward to where we will go with it in future years.
For the past year, I have only had to say the words, "I'd like some breakfast . . . . or to see the sunset . . . . or eat some BBQ," and I have had my very own pilot willing to make it happen. It's been quite a convenience. So maybe I meant heading to the kitchen to whip up some toast, but before I know it, an hour later, we're eating at the Beacon Cafe. I don't have to go in the backyard to see the sunset, I get flown to see it. (Or honestly, I get to see most of the sunset while we pre-flight the plane, then we catch the last few minutes of it airborne.) No longer do I have to mess with mundane things like eating at the Hard 8 twenty minutes from my house. Instead, I get to drive 15 minutes to the airport for a 40 minute flight and then walk 10 minutes to the Hard 8 in Stephenville. Obviously, this has really come in handy.
I mentioned a few weeks ago that I could go for a nice glass of wine. No box of Franzia for me, my friends! This pilot of mine will be jetting me and his family down to Fredericksburg this weekend for some vino. Sure, I've had to wait a while to enjoy it, but let's look past that.
Seriously though, 1 year ago today, Bryan got his PPL, and I had no idea how much I would enjoy him having it -as well as flying in general. When he started lessons, I was supportive because I knew it was something he'd always wanted. Then I started tagging along, since that was about the only way to see him those months. Somewhere along the way, it has become really fun for us both.
Congrats on your first year, 6PC. Looking forward to where we will go with it in future years.
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