The same day my parentals left, we were off to Texas. Hello, spring break MMXI!!
Alex had to do a centrifuge F-16 9G profile. That is 9 times for the force of gravity on his body. The Pilot had what are called G-measles or geasles (little red spots) all over his body because the little blood vessels burst until all the pressure. He had a huge bruise on his back from being pushed into the seat so hard. That wasn’t the highlight of the trip to Texas, though. We actually had a real vacation after he was done with the centrifuge.
|Turns out there is an Iowa, Louisiana. Who knew?|
|Potentially where I will retire.|
|Showing love for my pheasant pillow. Alex was making fun of it. I like it.|
For some odd reason, I woke up at 6:30 am the first morning in Port A. Our hotel was right on the beach, so I grabbed my camera and flops and welcomed the morning sun. It was a spectacular sight. God is so good.
Then it was off to the beach for relaxation and sun, sun, sun!! Literally. We even coated ourselves in sunscreen and still got fried.
|It was St. Patty’s Day, so I rocked the verde gafas del sol.|
We went to see the USS Lexington in Corpus Christi, TX the next day. It was my first time aboard an aircraft carrier, and all I have to say to that is, “Go Air Force.” Because the life on a Navy carrier looks just miserable. Plus, I am afraid of floors with holes in them. Especially floors with holes in them through which you can see the ocean 100 feet below. But it was still neat to see and they had airplanes, and that’s major brownie points.
|Welcome aboard the USS Lexington! If you look closely, you can see the staircase with holes in the floor one the side of the carrier just to the left of the life boats. Yeah, Alex made me go down those stairs. Not a fan.|
|One of these days, I will find a F-14 with Tom Cruise in it. One of these days.|
|Impossible stadder (stair-ladder) to climb. You had to turn your hips sideways, but
keep your shoulders forward to hold on to the railings. I about fell umpteen million times.
|Reason #534 why he’s in the AF and not the Navy: He hardly fits through the aircraft carrier doorways.|
|I think this chair is solely there so you can sit and enjoy the view.|
|Arrr, matey. Wait, wrong kind of boat. Aye, Aye, Captain?|
|The AF Pilot appreciating not being in the Navy. But no, he’s not sick.|
|Glory, glory over Corpus.|
|Trying to convince me to walk down the stair way with holes in the floor on the side of the boat. I think not. But he made me go anyway. I nearly had a panic attack. Meany.|
|Too close for missiles, I’m switching to guns!|
|They had this escalator put in for the (lazy and uncoordinated?) pilots.|
|More of those horrible stadders.|
|I couldn’t imagine have to sleep on that thing. Climbing up there was bad enough.|