Solange invited me to a flight with her new helicopter. I said yes, allthough she has no pilot license and it was her first flight.

But it was no fault, else I couldn't tell this story.

Yeah, the picture shows it. My look was a little bit frightened, but Solange looked confident as if she knew what she was doing.

I calmed a bit down and god had again a few lines free to receive other prayers, too.

With every minute her flying skill grew and my fear went away. It was a wonderful flight with a tremendous look over Givenchi.

I felt comfortably and began to wonder what the helicopter would do, when we two would have the idea to test the back seat ;-)

The Linden-Ocean below us. Hmm, where do these Lindens get all the water from? Maybe they have a secret pipeline to the hoover dam.

Burk: "Dear, what does all these instruments indicate?"

Solange: "Altitude, time and thingys."

Burk: "THINGYS???!???"

We flew until it grew dark.

Burk: "Don't look into the windows, please, you courious thing."

Solange: "If they didn't want me to look, they would have curtains. Look, there is a couple in the douche."

Burk: "Can't you fly nearer? I don't see much.

Then we made a speedtest.

Solange: "Burk? You are a bit green in the face. Do you need an air sickness bag?"

Burk: "No, I'm a tough guy. Fast give it to meeeeeee..."

Thank god we landed. I was never so happy to see the kitty temple before. And I would have kissed the ground like the pope. But I don't have that anim.