I did a quick there and back to Townsville on one of Virgin's Embraers earlier in the week, experiencing all the usual irritations and frustrations that are part and parcel of flying commercially in this day and age. I don't know about anyone else but there doesn't seem to be much "aviation" involved in the experience, rather some sort of sausage machine that grabs you about the time you queue to get into the parking garage and eventually spits out into a cab at the far end.
Anyhow business complete I was waiting at the gate for my return flight and noticed a young fella of about 4 who was driving his mother demented whilst he bounced around. He was well nigh unplayable and becoming a serious irritation to the rest of us grumpy old ....., until they moved to where he could look down onto the apron. Well the excitement didn't diminish but became focussed on the activity below, from the preflight preparation in the cockpit, to loading baggage and a series of circuits by a Blackhawk and a Chinook.
Obviously not such a bad youngster after all:big_grin:, anyhow he ended up a few rows behind me and I was vaguely aware of a never ending stream of chatter until part way back to Brissie we hit some apparently unforseen and moderately severe turbulence. Where most of us either muttered about spilt drinks or gripped the juice out of the armrest, this youngster was absolutely delighted and there were a series of whoops and shrieks as we banged, rattled and lurched our way out of the cloud.
Well I must say it made me think a bit more about this flying lark and just what it is that attracts us all to it. I spent the rest of the flight gazing out of the window at the cloud formations below and dug my camera out to take a few photos. Even the drive home didn't diminish my sense of well being which lasted until I went on line after dinner and read the latest saga at a flying organisation that I have been considering getting involved with - petty backbiting and politicking:ace::csm:, multiple factions of members, committee members resigning in disgust, all while the very future of their access to the airfield is under threat. Makes you wonder who the childish ones really are!