It was a good thing that Charlie loved seeing the planes at MacDill AFB in Tampa, because it was a bit of a nightmare trip. After getting to the AFB, we met Heather and walked about a half mile to one of the Hangars. On the way there, it started absolutely pouring. I started sprinting and was almost to the hangar when a military person yelled at me and told me slow down. Look, I don't care who you are or if you are carrying a large weapon, I have a 9 month old and 2 year old and a LARGE bag full of stuff that I don't need even more soaking wet than they already are. I am running for cover and I am running fast. Don't mess with a mom....Sir.After finding shelter, feeding Casey while occupying Charlie, changing Casey on the hangar floor, calming both of them while planes were breaking the sound barrier right over our heads, and meeting back up with Heather, we set off to see the big planes. Charlie loved the little green helicopter, but, as you can see, would not go inside or pose for a picture. We also got to go inside a large Air Force plane... like the kind they use to transport troops overseas. It was pretty amazing to see what they have to use as a seat on those long trips. Let's just say it's not even US Air equivalent (and that is our least favorite airline!). The seats are hard, close together and upright. On the bright side, they do offer a lot of leg room!
That was pretty much the extent of our trip. Short and not so sweet. But we had a good time with Heather and got to see some crazy stunt planes too!
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