“Hotel Papa Mike you have two Mirage fighters 1000 ft above you and two helicopters 1000 ft below”, said the military Air Traffic Controller.Continue reading
There’s something almost mystical about those early hours of the morning, between day and night, when the sun gently rises above the horizon, its warm glow casting long shadows as it slowly shakes the day from its slumber.
We were not used to such luxury. There was someone waiting for us in a “Follow Me” car. Another brought the fuel truck to our plane as his colleague was tying it down. And capping all this was the courtesy bus to the terminal.
It was a clear blue sky over a clear blue sea, and we were cruising at 130kts, and all was well with the world.