USAF Airshow

I went to Hill Air Force Base to see the airshow. When I was younger, Dad used to take me to these shows because he loves planes. While my love of planes isn't as intense as my dad, I still think they are really cool and love looking at them (especially when they fly over my head).

It took us awhile to figure out how to get there because it was not very clear on how to park. Once we figured it out, we stood in line to get on a bus that would shuttle us to the airfield. Lucky for us, a private car opened up and we got a ride in a nice, air-conditioned SUV.

Yummy Subway sandwich


Lines of Power

When I first walked onto the base, I realized how much I love my United States military and how much I wish I could join them in serving my country. I really wish I could join the Navy right now and do my part on the war on terror. If I weren't gay and didn't have Brian, I would join right now.

Sara, Megan, and I played a fun game where we picked a person with a certain quality (person with a disney hat, person with a tattoo on their right arm, a person wearing sandals and socks, etc.) that the other person had to "have." We got really creative and we laughed and laughed when we found a person who matched.

Alien Man

The air show itself was really, really cool. I loved the loud noise when planes flew over and watching the planes precision fly.

Large Aircraft


Side of Plane


Precious Cargo


Blue Sky


American Standard


Training them young...


Very cool


T-Birds


Me, Sara, and Megan at the Airshow

When the show ended, large groups of people started heading towards the exits and places where buses were supposed to pick us up. We waited in line for about 20 minutes before a bus arrived. After that bus left, we waited another 20 minutes when I overheard someone explain that the buses were parking down the street.

In an authoritative voice, I told the crowd what I heard and told them that they should start walking down the street. About 20 seconds after I walked away and got out of line, a bus appeared. The people who didn't listen to me got on a bus; the people who did (including Sara and Megan) had to walk about two miles. I totally felt like I was in a disaster movie and killed everyone who followed me.

On our wonderful walk, we discussed super powers that we wish we had. Megan wanted to fly (lame), Sara wanted to be invisible, and I wanted to be able to transport to anywhere I wanted just by thinking about it.

We finally got to my car, relaxed, and started the long journey home. There were so many cars that it was going to take us forever, especially with only one lane. Suddenly, a military officer told me (I was the first!) to take the other lane that is usually reserved for opposing traffic. I was confused at first, but then I took the opportunity and cruised at 50 mph passed many cars who had been waiting a long time to leave. Sara, Megan, and I celebrated and danced in the car because of our moment of luck. It was so awesome and now I know how a police officer feels.

One thing I learned today was the ineffectiveness of the military to control crowds. In an evacuation, I'll need to fend for myself if I want to get anywhere. I say leave these guys to what they were trained for, not moving people.