On Sunday we went to the Museum of Flight. Every time we’ve driven down the 5 freeway past the Boeing airfield Patrick has pointed at the sign and said we must go there some time.
It was bigger than we imagined, and three hours was barely enough time to see everything. Planes ranged from a replica of the Wright Flyer, World War I and II machines, modern stealth bombers, an Air Force One from Kennedy and Nixon’s era, and a Concorde.
I enjoyed sitting in the mocked up control tower with views of the runways, listening to the radio feed from the actual control tower at Boeing field and watching the biplanes and new 787 landing and taking off. Patrick was fascinated by the Gossamer Albatross, a pedal powered plane that was flown across the English Channel.