by Michelee Cabot | Oct 3, 2015 | Flying
The young dragon lady looked up officiously, coolly – challengingly? – from her seat of authority. “You will have to bring your bags in here to have them inspected,” she haughtily pronounced. “Of course,” I smilingly responded. “We have six bags – I...
by Michelee Cabot | Sep 10, 2015 | Flying, The World As It Was
BROTHER MATTHEW FLIES AGAIN The Abbey rose among the swelling green hills of central Massachusetts, a handsome sprawling stone compound echoing medieval Europe, a beautifully mystical place of monks chanting in the dimly lit chapel their morning lauds and matins, the...
by Michelee Cabot | Sep 1, 2015 | Flying
Do I fly over, under, or around…??? That morning had dawned “severe clear,” right up to Flight Level God. We were happily, confidently, on our way from Alamos to Tucson. But suddenly it wasn’t so clear any more. We had drawn out the...
by Michelee Cabot | Aug 21, 2015 | Flying
MVY pre AIR FORCE ONE For years and years I logged flights into the Island, first in a little two-seater as a young mother in the 1970s, our baby battened down in the netting behind us. Coming to the Vineyard was always to visit Granny and Grandfather in Chilmark, in...
by Michelee Cabot | Aug 18, 2015 | Australia, Flying
Coober Pedy On the wide South Australian desert horizon, flat and vague, slowly appeared low undulating mounds. Nothing spectacular – but the nearer we got, some appeared strangely, smoothly, cone-shaped. Mysterious piles like giant anthills – but not. As we...
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