Up in the air…

One day in 2011 when I drove to the gas station to fuel up before a tour with my stretch limousine I met an old friend that I had known since childhood. Now he had become  flying teacher and had his own aviation company. We talked and he asked if I would like to participate in a flying show with my limousine at a nearby airfield. In return he would give me a few lessons in his Cessna. What can I tell you?! I didn’t think about it for a second. The thrill gave me a chill and at the same time I was so excited that I couldn´t wait. It was a welcome business relationship, I agreed willingly.

A seaplane from California named Catalina, which had been used for firefighting (what a coincidence that I live today in a city called  Santa Catalina!) was the star of the show. My part was to drive onto the landing strip to pick up the crew while leaving the plane and to drive them to the cheering audience. The event was a complete success and I had a lot of fun. I fulfilled my part of the agreement. Now it was my time to fly.

Who hasn´t dreamed about flying or who has not imagined how it would be to fly away like a bird, leaving everything behind, to fly higher and higher until you see the world only as a small dot.


Even now I dream of flying, although I have to take a deep breath every time I board a plane and spend the whole time, feeling nervous. Somewhat of a contradiction. Finally the day came. The take off  itself was an extraordinary experience. The increasing speed on the runway to then suddenly leaving the ground, was a breathtaking feeling. Despite some acrobatics up in the air which made me scream with excitement and fear, I was over the moon! The feeling of freedom up there was so overwhelming. Nowhere on earth can you experience this intensity as at a few hundred meters up in the air.


Like an eagle carried by the wind I abandoned all my thoughts. We flew over the deep valley where I was born and raised. It looked like a small winding path on the earth’s surface from our bird´s eye perspective. A further look to the surrounding mountains and plateau confirmed this impression. Down there I was born, went to school, made friends, married, settled down and built a home. I had gone through a divorce recently and was now trying to find my own way. I flew over our house and could even see my limousine parked there. Simply an overall view of my life from up there.

Suddenly I saw my world with completely new eyes. I had confined myself down there in the valley and had not noticed the horizon and the world behind it, with all its opportunities for all those years. It couldn´t continue like this.

In those few hours up in the air I had the strong urge to travel. I then felt the meaning of the word “Wanderlust”. There were so many things to explore on this green planet. Time would not stop and I had to act now.

My conclusion: I would go out into the world!

It took several months until eventually I was on my journey, but the thrill and anticipation for everything, where I would go, whom I would meet and the whole preparation to move abroad was an exciting time for me!



  1. Great post! I have always wanted to fly a plane myself to feel the adventure of seeing the world from above with my own hands leading the way instead of simply sitting on a commercial plane.

    I’d love to get your thoughts on my blog (https://smm2016blog.wordpress.com). I’m always looking for feedback on how to improve viewership, so if you have advise, please let me know!

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