Air Show with the Essigs (and the Hulk)

Well, this was a great opportunity to watch planes, drive tanks, shoot guns, and grab buns. As you can see Ali took full advantage of that chance. And Ironman wasn't too happy either. He came up to us afterward and asked "Did you guys take incriminating pictures of my butt?" We denied everything. Little does he know I just posted those pictures on our blog. It turns out that the dudes go for guns and the ladies for buns, who knew?

As you can see we arrived on the tarmac with quite a welcome, our cheeks are still sore from smiling and waving to all our fan club. I was thankful for the hardy welcome because this was my first time ever going to an air show, we were enjoying ourselves so much we all forgot to eat. We finally grabbed some burgers and wieners as we left.

This post is a little late, much like all our other posts, Melissa and I have already peeled completely and burned our skin afresh since this long day out in the sun. We actually spent more time in line for the shuttle on the way there and then again on the way home than we did the entire time at the show, the line was a painful experience, but the show was worth the pain, it was fascinating.