Sunday, March 21, 2010

air show

saturday, march 20: i am terrified of flying; i am terrified of airplanes. but i go to the air show anyway, curious to see what it would be like. ash and chris run around from helicopter to airplane and back again. i love walking through the liberty belle, a wwII-era plane that feels like the coolest fort ever. we plunk ourselves down on the grass just as the stunt planes kick off the show, and i am screaming, laughing, getting nauseous and loving every minute of it. after awhile, ash is ready to go, but i keep stopping on our way out, mesmerized by the aerobatic dances in the sky.

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