I’ve been pondering how I could make it to my Uncle Fred’s funeral on Friday. The answer is I can’t. Friday is the Day After Thanksgiving, the biggest travel day of the year. Millions of people will be on the road and in the skies, trying to reach their destination.
I couldn’t drive there lest I choose to spend eleven hours on the road, each way. Option two is to fly, but all the airlines are booked up for the times that would work.
On my way to making reservations for an upcoming business trip, I happened upon a flight calculator on an aviation website. The flight time to Panama City for a Cessna 172R flying at 105 knots is 4 hours, 38 minutes.
Dang it. I should have gotten my pilot’s license by now.