I have a friend named Clint. We met in April through work training (he works for the same gov. agency but just in a different part of the state). Well we've always remained in contact. Last Friday, I received a message from him saying that he had extra tickets to the Gary Allen concert. I'm not a big country music fan so I have no idea who this guy was but I thought it would be fun to go to the state fair and see him. I told him that I would take one of the tickets.
Well come Saturday I found out that I wasn't going to be getting off work until 6:30pm when usually I get done at 2pm. I called him and said that I wouldn't be able to make it there on time because of the 3 hour drive (the concert started at 8pm). He was like, "Oh don't worry, I'll just come get you." Um....Clint..we still can't make it. It's a 3 hour drive. This is where it gets interesting. He goes, "No, I'll just come pick you up in my plane and it'll only take an hour to get there." WOW! Alright.
So last night at 6:30pm I was whisked away in a private plane to the state fair. The flight wasn't bad at all going to the fair. Now coming back was a different story. But we'll get into that in another second.
(The inside of the cockpit)
(A view from the plane)
Gary Allen Concert. We had floor seats!
More Gary Allen
Notice the awkwardness...that's because he's 7 feet tall
Now for the trip home. We were able to fly to a nearby town and land. There was fog so we had to drive the last 2 hours home. I got home a little after 2am and Clint didn't get home until 4am. All in all it was a good time! And now I'm a huge fan of Gary Allen.
