My Trip to Dallas

Yesterday I flew for the first time in 5yrs and WOW what a rush. I was like a kid in a candy store with $100 bucks to spend. My face was glued to the windows as I stared out onto the tarmac, watching the ramp rats do their thing. I closed my eyes and I could SMELL the sweet smell of jet fuel. Hmmmmmm... Jet fuel. Then came the tugs, pulling the airplanes around and getting them ready to fly.
Then came time to board. Just being inside a plane brought chills to my body. I touched the skin of the plane at the door before stepping in. It was like an old friend welcoming home. Inside I was crying tears of joy. I love aviation and being away for so long has been hard.
As we taxied out toward the runway I felt my feet moving on their own, pressing the rudder pedals and adding power to keep us on a straight line on the taxiway. As we got to the holding line I could hear in my head the radio traffic from the TOWER as we were cleared for take off. Throttles up and away we went, soaring through the air sweet and smooth. I know I sound silly but it was amazing. I just wanted to share that with my blogger friends.