Late at night I arrived at Marlons place in Annecy. He was a warm and welcoming guy.
1 flight from Forclaz in the morning, relaxing at the imperial beach in the afternoon and another flight in the evening. 135 more words
I’ve always wanted to fly. Who hasn’t? But I dislike noise, so while my first flight in a light aeroplane (I think with an Odendaal or a Wessels piloting it?) was great, and my first flight across the Atlantic in a Boeing 707 at seventeen was unforgettable, it was a glider flight that first got me saying “Now THIS is flying!!” 493 more words