I went to an air show yesterday. Not just any air show.
This was a private showing.
Just for my wife and I.
That's right, a private air show just for us.
That's how we roll people!
Actually, we stopped by our local airport the day before their much publicized air show was to start.
Guess what those talented acrobats in flying machines do before their performance?
They practice. A dress rehearsal of sorts.
Guess who happened to be there picking up their VIP tickets, minutes before the dress rehearsal was to begin?
That would be us. A quick trip home to grab the camera and a couple of lawn chairs, and we were ready for our show to begin.
Her name is Rachel. She is a friend of my wife and her husband just happens to run the joint, meaning this small out of the way picturesque airport.
The plane pictured above is a restored 1940's something or other, restored by Rachel's husband. Yep, it flys. Talk about talent! I make it a main event around my house when I detail the family car, this guy restored a plane! I don't know much about planes other than the fact that they are really really cool.
Especially up close.
Below is my new best friend Rachel. Obviously her generosity is as large as her smile and we can't thank her enough for the VIP perk and the little behind the scenes tour she gave us.
Thank you Rachel.