Two words: Date Night.
That's right. We're leaving the kids at home and I'm taking Amy to go be an astronaut for an evening. It'll be the fulfillment of her all her dreams from Space Camp. (You didn't know she went to Space Camp? You should see the pictures!)
All this thanks to an awesome field trip with Clara's class. I knew it was going to be good when there were four other dad's signed up. Most field trips get... zero. What do you expect for the Museum of Flight?
First up, a quick view of the big gallery including an SR-71. It hasn't moved in years and it still looks fast. Then under building to the Aviation Learning Center. It was a school-based field trip so of course they had to learn something. Luckily, Clara got to work in the wind tunnel so it was a breeze. (HA!)
Next up, planning our "flight" and doing a pre-flight check on the plane. It was an interesting view into the more mundane aspects of being a pilot. But just around the corner was...
The simulators. A whole bunch of them, actually. Enough that the parent/volunteers got to fly, too. Clara reported she flew from Boeing Field to Paine Field and actually landed. I did, too. Then she flew back to Boeing Field. I didn't. I decided to just fly home. 10 minutes later, I was landing just west of Mt. Si. I wish I'd headed straight from Boeing Field straight east, but I'll have to save that plan for next time.
The only downside was that the Shuttle Trainer wasn't open yet. But when I learned that it would only ever be open to kids 10 and up I realized it was Date Night material. Sorry kids. Maybe in a few years.
Please note: I have been informed there will be no publications of Amy's Space Camp pictures.