This weekend was one Parker had been looking forward to for months. The Blue Angels were in Kingsville, Tx! Air shows are pretty cool no matter who you are, especially ones that involve the Blue Angels. These guys are the best of the best, and what they can do is simply amazing in my book. I loved getting to see them fly, so imagine going with a bunch of student aviators... those boys were in heaven!
I sort of loved that the airshow was in Kingsville. We had the hour commute, but we got to go back to the town we used to live in. Hello, nostalgia. We even got to see our old house when we knocked on the door unannounced to ask for our old doormats back. That's another story for another day, but let's just say it was sufficiently awkward. Anyway, I digress. There were a lot of people gathered for the event, but it seemed like we knew someone at every turn. The military is like a giant fraternity sometimes, in a good way of course. I loved getting to hang out with old and new friends all day!
The first part of the day was spent walking around the display area and checking out all of the planes. Nothing makes Parker happier than when I can identify an airplane correctly, so that was my goal all day. Some men appreciate quality time or massages, others appreciate airplane knowledge. You play the hand you're dealt.
|This is actually the plane Parker is flying right now! T-44A|
|This is a coast guard plane, but that's all I remember... can you tell these guys like planes? I couldn't either.|
|Obnoxious? Probably. However, it seemed like the natural pose considering the paint job.|
|Parker in front of the... yellow plane... apparently I can't remember what this one is either. Oops.|
|Acting like tourists with the Russian helicopter!|
|This is inside the P3. This plane wasn't open for touring, but the pilot found out the guys were student aviators and let them right in. Parker was in airplane heaven!|
So this isn't an airplane, but look Dad! I found a corvette!
We finished up touring the different planes on display, and we had all built up pretty decent sunburns and appetites at that point. The corn dogs fixed the latter, and applying aloe vera like it's my day job is currently working on the former (sorry for forgetting sunscreen, Mom :/ ...). There were different planes flying over us while we were walking around, and the Blue Angels were the grand finale. Grand finale indeed. If you ever have the opportunity to see these guys fly, go do it. It's just plain cool.
|This is Fat Albert, the plane that always flies out right before the angels. I still can't figure out why we call it Fat Albert.|
We might need to photo shop Jenny into the above picture for our Christmas card this year. It doesn't get much better than having the Blue Angels flying in the background!
All in all, it was a really neat experience. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and I love seeing Parker so happy. Goodness that man loves planes. Thanks for a memorable weekend, Kingsville! Naturally the coolest thing to happen in Kingsville all year would happen the month after we move. It happens. I'm just glad we got to venture back to the motherland to see it!