Saturday I went on a flight with Jen and our friend Molly. Ordinarily this would not be blog-worthy, except for the fact that this plane was the size of a Volkswagen and built in 1948. As you can imagine, it was a non-stop flight to planet to kick-ass.
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The plane was owned and flown by an ex-military American guy named Jimmy. He was stationed in Manila at Clark Air Force base throughout the 70’s and 80’s. As you can imagine, he fought communism on a daily basis, much like you and I fight tooth decay. However, instead of being armed with a small brush and floss, he employed a multi-million dollar fighter plane capable of travelling faster than sound and ready to rain down shock and awe on anything stamped with a hammer and sickle.
Now retired, Jimmy flew us in a classic 4 seater plane called a Navion. There were absolutely no computerized mechanisms, given that when the plane was built, a computer was so big it had its own gravitational field. He flew us north to the rice and vegetable terraces of the Northern Philippines. Then we landed at a resort for lunch and beers*. We got back in our sweet ride and then circled around Mt. Pinatubo until we were seconds away from vomiting, and then landed.
* No beers for Jimmy.
