This is the best birthday EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today I flew a plane.
Me. Dharma. Flying a plane.
Not the instructor, ME. I took the plane off the ground, and I controlled it all through the flight. He only had to correct me once.
It was fucking awesome. Completely, utterly, awesome. So awesome that I want to go to flight school and then take flying lessons. (Flight school teaches you about the boring but necessary stuff like lingo, charts, and the other technical stuff. You don't HAVE to take it in order to learn to fly, but it'll be a damn sight easier to fly if you've been to flight school...which makes for less air lessons and therefore makes it a cheaper deal).
I tried to get a photo of me in the plane, flying, but the plane was so small (2 seater Cessna) that I couldn't get a decent shot. I was also having to deal with turbulence - it was so bad that my ass came off my seat a few times, which was kind of scary - so I couldn't get a shot of my actually flying the plane.
We landed on some dinky little airstrip so I could practice taking off again, and then we came home. When I got back to the ramp, Dave was waiting for me with some roses. When I get done writing this, we're going to the mall so I can shop for a while, then we're getting ice-cream cake and coming home to hang out here.
This is the best birthday ever! I'll remember turning 37 until I die, I think. It was the first time I flew a plane, and they say that you never forget your first time......
These were taken right after we landed. (Now y'all can see how much weight I've gained....)
I WAS FLYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DHARMA!!!! 