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1. Yesterday I went flying. We went to Napa, did a couple of crosswind landings, and came home. The whole airspace and working-the-ATC-system thing challenged me, since it's been years since I've done a Bravo transition. In fact, don't quote me, but it may have been my first one ever as pilot. I sure could use some crosswind landing practice too. Scary.
When we were northbound I heard NorCal mentioning "numerous targets" (meaning "there are other aircraft around, so look sharp and don't hit them") near "the accident site". I didn't know yet what that was. I thought of an aircraft accident. Um, no, it's something else.
2. I have created a wonderful little rule for myself. We have a seemingly-endless supply of these mints in the office. They're nothing more than poisonous little sugar blobs, and I know I shouldn't be mindlessly putting sugar blobs in my mouth, yet they're addictive. My new rule: every one of these "costs" five pushups. Now I can't shovel them in my mouth nearly so quickly! Now there's an upper limit to the number I'm eating in a day! I'm even getting some upper body use, too.
3. The average visitor to Rome walks six miles a day. (I got that from a web site written by a wheelchair user. I don't know where she got it, but from my random international travels to large cities I find it very believable.) Before we leave I am going to try to buy a wheelchair. It will be the a) lightest-weight b) collapsible one I can find that c) allows self-mobility (no transport chairs), d) allows pushing, and e) has big tires (or I'll bend the frame on cobblestone streets). No, we do not have trunk space for a scooter. At one point in the trip we'll have five people in one car. Too bad; a scooter is totally the right answer.
When we were northbound I heard NorCal mentioning "numerous targets" (meaning "there are other aircraft around, so look sharp and don't hit them") near "the accident site". I didn't know yet what that was. I thought of an aircraft accident. Um, no, it's something else.
2. I have created a wonderful little rule for myself. We have a seemingly-endless supply of these mints in the office. They're nothing more than poisonous little sugar blobs, and I know I shouldn't be mindlessly putting sugar blobs in my mouth, yet they're addictive. My new rule: every one of these "costs" five pushups. Now I can't shovel them in my mouth nearly so quickly! Now there's an upper limit to the number I'm eating in a day! I'm even getting some upper body use, too.
3. The average visitor to Rome walks six miles a day. (I got that from a web site written by a wheelchair user. I don't know where she got it, but from my random international travels to large cities I find it very believable.) Before we leave I am going to try to buy a wheelchair. It will be the a) lightest-weight b) collapsible one I can find that c) allows self-mobility (no transport chairs), d) allows pushing, and e) has big tires (or I'll bend the frame on cobblestone streets). No, we do not have trunk space for a scooter. At one point in the trip we'll have five people in one car. Too bad; a scooter is totally the right answer.
