Sometimes the airport enacts flight pattern changes that allow us to experience the path of incoming flights. I never noticed much before, but now I find myself looking up longingly, identifying the planes by their colors. I really do look up at every aircraft that is in the vicinity, wondering where they were and how many people are on their flight. It’s all rather silly, but it’s something to do.
Then my friend, “Pabs,” sends me this notice.
I’m booking a trip in my Escape to “The Good Life.” That should help assuage my wanderlust!