I'm an hour early, which for those who know me well is an indicator itself of my excitement.
I have always been fascinated with in-flight refueling. Had I been able to join the USAF, that was the job I wanted - the Boomer, the crewmember who operates the refueling boom.
But, Life didn't work out that way. No biggie... but, it's always been there... the desire and fascination.
I've had fleeting opportunities before to fly with a tanker, but inevitably, there was always something that came up or prevented it from happening.
Yet, here I am again. So far, so good. It's my closest yet! On the other side of a wall sits a USAF KC-135R, and with any luck, I'll soon be IN it.
So, here we go... I cannot sit... I physically can not as I'm far too excited. I've been up since 0330, and completed a nearly 2 hour drive to get here. I've even interrupted my PCS chaos to be here, and as we all know, that time is precious.
But Dreams take precedence over practicality.
I am SO READY.
