Altitude Adjustment
I've been sitting on this for a week. Not because I forgot, but because I wanted the right moment to tell you about it properly, and this busy week has not offered many right moments.
My friend Chats invited me on a roundflight with Summer's Dream Tours. Now, I've known for a while that a whole crowd of people I know spend their free time driving, sailing, or flying around the grid for the sheer pleasure of it. I've always respected this. I've also always had somewhere else to be.
But when a friend invites you, the correct answer is yes. You slow down. You get in the plane. Summer Vanilla runs the operation and she is not playing around. The Skyluxe aircraft is fully equipped, by which I mean it has an excellent bar. She hadn't even taken off yet and I was already reconsidering my whole relationship with leisure.
Then she did take off, and she's a genuinely smooth pilot. We hit turbulence once or twice and she corrected course each time with the kind of calm that I found both reassuring and slightly annoying, because I had already decided to look composed about it and she got there first.
At some point over what I can only describe as a lot of sky, it occurred to me that this is the obvious place to join the Mile High Club. I'm just noting it. Moving on.
Yesterday, Michiel Bechir and I finally made good on a longstanding plan. We've been saying "we should shoot again" for longer than I'd like to admit, and he's the kind of person who eventually just makes the logistics appear. This time they included a time portal to the nineteen-sixties, which is exactly the sort of thing Michiel arranges without warning or explanation. He knows people and you learn to trust the process.
My beauty, for the record, is timeless. I know this because I was impeccable. Michiel was doing his thing, so I did mine, which involved borrowing his energy and shooting something for myself in the middle of it. We both got what we needed. That's a good session.
His results are out as well and you should go look at them because you want more of me in your life.
We both know this.
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