I've just returned from a less-than-24 hour trip to Hanover NH. I was up this morning at 4:30 a.m. in NH to fly back to DC and in a state of sheer exhaustion joined the group of painters at the Montgomery County Airpark. I wasn't sure if I was seeing planes or just hallucinating. I not only had a short trip out of town (which was rivaled only by my trip to Camden NJ three days ago -- that was a 4:45 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. day trip) but I also didn't have a whole lot of time to look at this plane I was painting. My dad used to fly small planes and I can remember feeling queasy in planes that looked a lot like this one. I hope it's still sitting at the airport on Wednesday when I'll get back out there.
June 6, 2011
Too many airports, too little time
I've just returned from a less-than-24 hour trip to Hanover NH. I was up this morning at 4:30 a.m. in NH to fly back to DC and in a state of sheer exhaustion joined the group of painters at the Montgomery County Airpark. I wasn't sure if I was seeing planes or just hallucinating. I not only had a short trip out of town (which was rivaled only by my trip to Camden NJ three days ago -- that was a 4:45 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. day trip) but I also didn't have a whole lot of time to look at this plane I was painting. My dad used to fly small planes and I can remember feeling queasy in planes that looked a lot like this one. I hope it's still sitting at the airport on Wednesday when I'll get back out there.
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