Monday 21st Jan - Friday 25 Jan. 2002

To: San Diego, McClellan Palomar, Carlsbad (CRQ) and Avalon, Catalina (AVX)

It was 10:30 am and Austin, Zvi and myself were chowing down some burritos at a cheap Mexican joint. There was not much conversation left, we all knew the time was upon us to do what we have been planning for a long time.

Austin and myself would be flying to San Diego's Palomar Airport (25 miles North of downtown) and back. The flight plan estimated the trip at about 3 hours. It was my longest journey. Zvi was going to see us off and act as the photographer-in-chief-on-ground-only.

We were excited and apprehensive and oh well, off we went.

After I got back, whenever someone saw me, they would act like they had just seen a ghost. "You back?", they would blurt instinctively, followed by an incredulous "Did you really go?"

I guess not many expected to see me return alive. In case I have screwed up any bets, sorry. But I did go, and I am back.

The unsuspecting passengers on the Catalina trip were Eric and Kyoung. The suspecting passenger, Austin, probably has not too much regard for his life (attribute of being young).