Claxton airport to Fort Lauderdale Executive and a fantastic evening with friends
After a rather mediocre breakfast at our motel in Statesboro, GA, we drove back to the airport and got finally airborne at 11.30am heading South towards Fort Lauderdale. John and Phil in the cockpit. Me and Anne in the back. We cruised most of the 2.30 hours at 9500ft making it rather chilly.
Then John faced a challenging approach into Fort Lauderdale Executive airport with lots of traffic going in and out and active airspace restrictions due to Mr Trump being in residence close by.
I have never seen so many private jets in one place and our 'Betty' looked rather out of place and time here... but she got the admiration that she is already accustomed to!
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| John busy with refuelling and topping up the oil |
In very friendly American fashion we were offered these buggies for our free usage and Phil and I immediately tried them out to shuffle all of our luggage to the terminal.
Having just getting used to driving the buggy I had to hire a car and to my utter surprise the guys offered me to drive it straight to our aeroplane. Well, why not then????
Accommodation was a real problem here in the South as it was spring break and the whole of America seemed to have escaped to this part of the world. hotels were fully booked and outrageously expensive. So very very kindly, friends of Anne and John took compassion with us lost strays and offered their own bedrooms to us! Thanks ever so much to Kirstin, Sebastian and Soren for your ever so generous hospitality!!!
A cold beer in what is suddenly a wonderfully warm place was very much appreciated!
The house was right on one of the river canals with plenty of fancy yachts along
I needed to stretch my legs and walked to the beach which was heaving with people partying and relaxing in the warm sunshine. What a difference from our previous days and temperatures!
Finally we are: on the Beach with the Beech!
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