Despite an inauspicious beginning
, yesterday turned out pretty well overall.kiwifruitbat
loves airplanes. Like seriously. "It's the one thing I might give up roleplaying for." So when I got a LivingSocial deal last month for an introductory flight lesson, I jumped on it and told him I would need him on Saturday the 15th (but wouldn't tell him why). I put "Alan's Birthday Adventure" on the wall calendar in the kitchen, and he put "Sierra's Evil Plot" on the calendar on his phone.
It was soooo hard not to tell him, because I knew how excited he would be and I couldn't wait to see that big cheesy grin and know it was because of something I'd done. The problem with having a low-maintenance husband is that it's really really hard to do big awesome things for him, the way he's done for me on two birthdays
now. So I've spent the whole past month just absolutely giddy at the idea of returning the favor.
And it was sooo worth it. We drove up to Placerville (in Mom's car) and made it there in time, and the instructors even let me walk around and listen as they taught the other students about all the flaps and lights and I-don't-even-know-what about planes, which was neat because I thought I'd just have to sit in the office for those three hours. In hindsight, I probably should have stayed inside, since I wasn't expecting to be in the sun and thus didn't have any sunblock or hat or umbrella or anything. Oops.
Turns out Alan had, in fact, had lessons before, a long time ago in New Zealand. So much of what the instructors were teaching was jogging his memory, and things came back to him as he was in the simulator. And after lunch when the time came for each student to go up with an instructor and fly for half an hour, since he remembered the basics, his instructor had him do a little more than the other students were able to do. Like LAND THE PLANE BY HIMSELF. omg
So he has an official Pilot's Log Book now and that half hour counts toward the 50 or whatever he needs to get a private pilot's license. Which unfortunately may have to wait a while because it's a damn lot of money. But as I said, the shit-eating grin that hardly left his face all day was worth every penny.