So, I did get to fly back on Christmas morning (and sit in my first class seat!) which rocked. The airport was not as bad as I expected it to be, and my seat on the plane was amazing. They fed me breakfast and gave me champagne and the seat was cushy and there was a pilot sitting next to me who didn’t look at me like I was crazy when I asked him if driving the airplane while it is on the ground is like driving a really big car (the biggest difference, he says, is that you don’t start turning until you are physically past where you are going, because the front steering column is behind you, and that when he drives a car he makes obnoxiously wide turns now).
I got to spend Christmas Day with the adopted family for a bit, then with The House which made me happy I love my friends. I loved spending time with my family and chilling out for a couple days, but I am very happy to be back home.
Yeah it’s something I always found so curious. No matter what, you love to go home, and see all the things that you used to hang out at and etc, but you always love to go home to your “real” home. It’s just cool like that.
lol @ the pilot, I guess you would have to take obnoxiously wide turns after navigating a plane like that lol. That just makes me wonder… do Nascar drivers tailgate a lot? lol
Sounds like you had a great time! :) I wish I could fly first class on a plane, I envy you :tongue: