When I got out of the plane, the line guy there was a familiar face. He smiles, all the time. On foggy days, rainy days or sunny days, he has a big smile showing most of his teeth, every time. He seems to be in a perpetual good mood, and not in a fake way, but legit. You can't help but smile back at him. When I got out, he looked at me and said "Hey, girl, you lost weight, didn't ya." I said I did, and he said "You lookin' good! Not that you didn't look good before, you understand." I laughed and said I understand and appreciate the compliment. When I got inside, I was pretty sleepy, so I grabbed some coffee and sat down for awhile. About an hour later the lady behind the desk said "Not going walking today?" I told her I was going to go walking after lunch. It's funny and interesting the people you interact with, when you fly to the same places and you come to know them and they you. If I didn't want to walk today I'd have half felt like I was disappointing her! It was cold out there though, with some fairly high winds, so I didn't stay out as long as normal. My ears were burning with cold just from about 3/4 of a mile. So I did a little walking in the pilot's lounge with the door closed, until two guys came in to join me, at which point I figured marching and jumping around probably wouldn't be professional or cool looking. ;)
On the way down and on the way home, D was going over a bunch of systems and maintenance info with me. He'd been to a 3-day seminar on the 300-400 Cessna series, and he was sharing what he learned. I have to say, Louis, who did my 340 transition training, did do a very thorough job. Most of what D was telling me, I already knew and remembered. But he did get some good stuff from the guy on some important maintenance things, and we'll be looking into several of those asap.
I wasn't supposed to be back until 6 pm, but I actually got back at like 4:30 instead, which gave me time to stop at four different places on my way home, stay home for an hour and a half, and then turn around and go back out to the airport for my night flight. We did a night cross country to Shelbyville, so we'd fly past Indianapolis at night, which is always a pretty view.
Kaylee wanted me to bring her some chicken on my way home, and of course the place she likes the best is clear on the other end of town from the airport, but...she really works hard and gets a lot done and is a good kid, so I didn't complain this time, I just got her chicken. I was already late and tired, what's another 20 minutes at that point. I made it home at 9:45 pm. So I guess that makes a 15.5 hour work day, door to door.
My student tonight had his mom come along. She is getting hooked on flying, herself. She loves the view, thinks it's all pretty fascinating, and has mentioned doing a Discovery Flight of her own. I think she ought to do it. Tonight I was discussing the lights indicating glide slope, and told him what the colors meant, then threw in the old saying "White over white, fly all night, red over white, you're all right, red over red, you're dead." Then I paused and said "Sorry Mom". She burst out laughing. I told him what we were going to do next time we flew, and she said "Oh, that sounds like fun! Can I go?" :) That's pretty cool, actually!
St. Louis on approach early morning.
St. Louis Downtown
Pretty bird on the St. Louis ramp, tower behind it...















