I saw The Pilot Monday night, and he had been out flying with a friend of his. (Did I mention he owns his own plane? Just a small two-seater, but still cool.) He said the weather was great, and it was supposed to be good weather again on Tuesday. “Would you like to go flying?”
Are you kidding? Would I!!!!
So, I took off work an hour early (my boss totally understood) and we went out to Lincolnton to the airstrip. We took a little tour of Lake Norman, then turned west and headed for Asheville. He asked me, “You doing okay?” “Yep.” And he dipped the plane a bit, forcing my stomach into my throat. “Hey!” He laughed. “Well, at least I made sure you were doing okay first. Didn’t want you to throw up all over my plane.” “It’s okay if you do that, just warn a girl first!”
We passed over Lake Lure, which is where they filmed Dirty Dancing (you learn something new every day!), and then we passed by Chimney Rock. I missed the picture of it, but this was taken right past there:
Landed in Asheville, and the airport had a courtesy car for our use – a brand new Escalade. We drove to downtown Asheville and had dinner at Tupelo Honey, and as we’re waiting for a table I said to him, “It’s like a mini-vacation.” He had never looked at it that way before, and he nodded and said, “You know, you’re right!” I mean, I was at work at 3:30, and at 6 I’m a tourist having dinner in a city 120 miles away!
After dinner we went back to the airport and took off, just in time to watch the sun set over the mountains.
It was so fun, and I still can’t stop grinning. I’ve been giddy for two days. I mean, how do you top that?
Next time, I think we’re going to the beach! 🙂