So, every day when I drive to work I pass the airport. It's pretty cool seeing all the planes coming in and landing. As I am driving sometimes I see 3 or 4 little lights up in the sky and watch then get closer and closer until they land. The past few nights I have had to stay at work until close, meaning like 8:30 or 9 at night. I have learned that the planes follow the same schedule for the most part. There is usually a big flight that comes in around 8:45 every night and then about 3 or 4 smaller flights that come in around 12 or 1 every afternoon. The landing strip runs parallel with 485 (the interstate I take home). So at night, when the 8:45 flight gets in, the plane literally lands right next to my car (at least it looks like it is). It's a pretty cool sight to see, I must say. When I see those planes, of course I think about Spain, considering that in exactly 3 weeks from today I will be getting on one of them big steel birds and flying over the ocean. I get a little twinkle in my eye, a tingle in my feet and a pitter patter in my heart. Then I smile real big and just keep on driving.
Darn tootin! 3 weeks from today. Baaahhhh!!
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