Friday, the husband's squadron had a Taxi Day. This allowed family members to don the flight gear and taxi the training plane down a runway. It felt really weird wearing a flight suit and trying to figure out the helmet.
They give you a quick summary about how to get into the plane and what you should not touch. Then you head outside and wait to climb into the plane. I was pretty excited for my turn. I remember staring at all the instruments and buttons wondering how in the world pilots remember what each one does.
The instructor gave me a little lesson how to control the plane and off we went! I was able to follow the yellow line and turn fairly well. It was a bit scary since there were other planes around and I was supposed to avoid them. We did a quick lap around the runway and that was it.
As you can see, I thought it was a lot of fun, but I will leave the flying to my husband.