I surprised this guy with a trip to the Museum of Flight in Seattle (pretty geeked out, whatever). As soon as I saw his favorite plane was on display, I had to take him. While I can say the visit was more for him than it was for me, I can really say I enjoyed every minute, and it turned out to be a very sweet Sunday spent amongst planes, old & new.
However, there is always a downside to a weekend trip to Seattle: long border line ups.
Always bearable though, waiting with good company.
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