You guys seem very jubilant and it's uplifting. I spent a large part of the day walking in Montreal from St-Catherine street heading north to the Mile-end part of town. The whole time I was thinking, "man, what a gray, clouded and dreary city!"
It's funny to imagine you guys performing barrel rolls in the blue sky above the clouds while I'm shivering on a cold bench at Parc Laurier.
You encourage me to take a more high-flying angle and perspective on things and cheer up. Thanks for that!
RE: The Story Of Our Memorable First Flight!