The Airplanes of my Dreams

This will be a self-indulging blog post, insomuch as one post can be more so than another, given the rather egocentric nature of blogging to begin with. This disclaimer out of the way, it is no secret that I love flying, and I adore planes. I will take pictures of planes before I even take pictures…

The Flying Years – Part II

It is unlikely that I have ever dedicated a post to anybody other than Marie and a big black cat – except a manuscript, of course, which was dedicated to the late Gilbert Trigano, heart and soul of Club Med and indirectly responsible for sending me spinning through the wildest years of my adult life – but this…

Aerial View Of…

Those of you with a certain nationality are automatically disqualified. The rest can play and guess what and where this structure is… Toy world I once more apologize for the relative silence around here. It reflects much noise off-camera and unrest to say the least. But smoother days will be back. Coming soon, The Flying Years – Part…

Airborne, YUL-LGA

Being more accustomed to transcontinental flights these days – the long-haul, settle-in, find your sweet spot and economize patience and energy, ocean-facing departures, high altitude cruise and straight-in approaches, much movie watching despite the small screens, LCD’s reflecting the confinement, cabin crew diving in turns to their secret rest area below deck, flight crew doing the same below the cockpit, hours…