21st Jan - Friday 25 Jan. 2002
To: San Diego,
McClellan Palomar, Carlsbad (CRQ) and Avalon, Catalina
It was 10:30 am and Austin,
Zvi and myself were
chowing down some burritos at a cheap Mexican joint. There was not much
conversation left, we all knew the time was upon us to do what we have
been planning for a long time.
Austin and myself
would be flying to San Diego's Palomar Airport (25 miles North of
downtown) and back. The flight plan estimated the trip at about 3 hours.
It was my longest journey. Zvi was going to see us off and act as the
We were excited and
apprehensive and oh well, off we went.
After I got back,
whenever someone saw me, they would act like they had just seen a ghost.
"You back?", they would blurt instinctively, followed by
an incredulous "Did you really go?"
I guess not many
expected to see me return alive. In case I have screwed up any bets,
sorry. But I did go, and I am back.
passengers on the Catalina trip were Eric
and Kyoung. The suspecting passenger, Austin, probably has not too much
regard for his life (attribute of being young).