Flying in a private plane

I’ve always imagined a lifestyle of “champagne wishes and caviar dreams” but I’ve never found a partner to indulge my illusions of grandeur. When my friend John offered to take me flying in his plane I thought this was my chance to finally fly in a private plane.

On a beautiful Sunday morning Sha and I drove to the Stanley F. Caulkins Terminal Building at the Leesburg Executive Airport in Leesburg, Virginia where John’s plane was parked.

John has been taking flying lessons at the Aviation Adventures flight school. He assured me he has flown enough hours for me not to need additional life insurance.

My heart rate when boom, boom, boom when I saw this plane, “Is this your place John?” “No silly! My plane is over there….” 😦

This is John’s plane.

“ahh… John? Can we all fit in there?” “Of course! It seats 4 adults.”

I got to sit in front and be John’s co-pilot. Not that I was allowed to touch anything.

John had to do a pre-flight check before we could take off. He was very meticulous in ticking off each and every task on this screen while I was freezing my *ss off. It’s a good thing Sha assured there was heater in the plane as soon as we take off.

Actually John assigned me an important task. I had to look at this screen in front of me and look if there are planes near us either above or below.

Look at all the cookie cutter houses in the area.

We saw large tracts of land with a few houses here and there.

“Are you sure you can’t flip the plane or do a roll?”

More green, lots of green.

After an hour and a half of easy flying and holding my bladder for the last 30 minutes of the flight I was glad to touch down. It was fun and painful at the same time. Getting to the bathroom was the highlight of the day. Whew!

Thanks for the wonderful experience John! I really enjoyed flying in your plane. I’m still keeping my fingers crossed that I’d get to ride in a private plane that will take me across the world and check in the penthouse suite.