I hate being sick. It gets me even more sick to be sick. I can not stand the running nose and the look of Rudolf the reindeer settling in. And you just can't help it no matter what. To think that in 48 hours I will be lying on the beach somewhere and now here I am eyes burning between cold and hot feelings. It sucks. But it is the general feeling of the day anyway. Me and Teeba even created a "Things that piss me off" group in facebook as therapy to let it all out and at least be able to laugh about it later. We were both in bad moods and both got better while we were laughing about it here but I guess that feeling is gone and I am back to being in a bad mood. And guess what? It is midnight and I am about to start my only case for tomorrow... At least I finally was able to write something decent on my ISR as an excuse for this late start... Oh, and the Iberian dinner, off course. It is snowing again, welcome back New England weather!
It's been a while, I know. But time is really a precious asset and I have not been leveraging on it well enough... But today I did and I am proud. I threw all the plans out of the window and took the irrefusable offer I was made "Do you want to go flying today?". How does no work as an answer there? Here is one of the c. 30 airplanes you could see there. First reaction from our pilot: "Why are all these planes here, don't people realize it is an amazing day for flying?". Well, I had not untill he told me so! But the best is still to come, as the only girl in the group I got to ride in the front, get first view in take-off, listen to the radio of the air control all the time (we get Boston airport frequency), check the map, speeds, everything... I guess throughout the way we were some quiet passengers, in the wonders of realizing you are on air, the curiosity of identifying different places and the struggle to take the best pictures as we pass the Harvard...
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