I for one love sleepovers. We packed ourselves up to Elk Grove this weekend to lounge around with some of our favorite people. All of a sudden, I was given the very spontaneous offer to ride in a tiny two seater plane.
As you can see below, I played it cool and didn't get too excited.
Here I am with the birthday boy pilot Isaac. He was a fantastic guide, pointing out a burned out mill and an elaborate looking prison I might have missed. My seacliff jacket acted as my perfect companion too, the plane had no door so I nestled my hands up under the collar and smiled wide from ear to ear.