The fly boys are home, safe and sound. They pulled in, exhausted as expected, around 4:30 PM yesterday. From what they shared with me, I believe they enjoyed the trip. Overall, anyway. They're considering a different airplane now, based on things they learned down there. Since my knowledge on the subject is nil, I tend to keep my mouth shut on the subject ... I just want them safe at the end of the day. So the dang airplane better be reliable.
I have not received clearance to do so, but I'm putting up a few pictures:
Adam, standing amongst their "accommodations". I know they were both glad to be back in a regular bed last night. (It took me several minutes to decide that the wiggly gray thing in the foreground might be a fallen piece of Spanish moss ... and not a furry snake, as I originally thought)
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Don't know what he's doing here, but it looks like he's ironing with surgical gloves on.
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Learning to weld -- or impressing little kids -- or both.
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Off to visit my treadmill ... then the dentist. Every day can't be a "Fun Day", people.
1 comment:
Glad we can get some updates somewhere, ha ha ha. I am glad they made it back safe.
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