Three classes. A lunch meeting. Two time zones. Two states. Seven area codes. And I’m going to wrap up the night grading things in a hotel room. I know how to party.
And while I don’t know anything about aeronautical engineering, I think this guy is doing this wrong.
You can almost see the wings forward of the fuselage.
Also you’ll see the traffic in front of us had stopped. We all had. Because it was Friday afternoon, that’s why. So I took a picture of a plane.
More tomorrow.
