I so into writing now that I even created a new blog. I am getting more and more frustrated about my "home" and it is looking a lot less like a home that I can come back to some time soon. And I do want to come back. Really soon! But it scares me to think that I will not find myself there. So I decided to do something about it from afar, even though I can not complain as most people, I don't suffer VAT, income tax and alikes in my skin as most people would say. I get my own taxes here, I can't say I don't, but it does hurt to see so many people close to me suffering, and most of all, in frustration. That can be the feeling that most brings you down and paralyses you. Social frustration...
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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