The only way to fly

I received a thank you from someone who accompanied me on a recent trip. But, it was more for posting video and photos of the event on the web. She said for reliving the moment, it beat the heck out of dragging out the projector and screen like back in the olden days, if I could relate. I could relate.

My wife would often get it in her head that the family should re-experience various events, usually coinciding when the kids or I had something else we were about to do. That meant getting the projector and screen out of storage and digging through a mountain of slide magazines to locate her selections. Then, I’d have to set all this up and go hunt down the inevitable replacement bulb. By the time this came together, we’d have to round up the kids who were bouncing off the walls somewhere. As they would be each time the projector jammed.

Now, it’s so much easier. Hard day at the office? Click, I’m on a beach in Florida. Click again and I’m in a canyon in Utah. Click and it’s the mountains of Costa Rica.

The only way to fly.