10 APRIL 2005. SUNDAY. 09:56PM.
I was so wrong. Life can get more exciting than kicking-ass at GLOW BOWLING (which i didn't) on friday night. How's this for spontaneity. It all started with a simple call, how does hopping into a plane and flying around perth tomorrow? Hell yeeeeaaaah! Beam me up scottie! After talking over phobias about small planes and turbulences and crashing into the sea and getting it out of the way, i was ready to go. The early wakeup call on a sunday didn't damper my spirits. I had my motion sickness emergency poppers (salty plum seeds which will throw your glands into such a frenzy you will forget about throwing up) ready and my pre-historic life jacket on standby. We couldn't ask for a better morning. Blue skies, cloud free, slight turbulence, i only needed one salty plum seed! The hour flight was breath-taking. Taking in Perth's best skyline and beaches, even Rottnest looked fabulous from above. Perth has never looked better than she did today. Yay for friends who date pilots! SEE FLIGHT OF THE NERVES HERE.
