Wellp, basically my dreams came true last week. I flew. Seriously. I flew a plane! Can you BELIEVE IT!? Matt used a lot of new terms and weird names for things. (our plane was called the 5294 Whiskey- (phonetic alphabeting it) But The sunset was incredible. And we didn't crash. Since I survived, that checks of number seventy two on the list of the before-death must-do's.
Here are some of the best shots from the flight.
sidenote: Matt discovered he is a photographer at heart. woot
