FiFi, You Are The Last One Flying

Today is another hot, humid day in Kansas City.  UGH...just has every one feeling lethargic especially hubby.
Seems he isn't loving the heat.  I, on the other hand, think we need to get out of the house.  So I say "Honey, let's....at this point of the conversation his eyes roll into the back of his head...he is thinking...God, please help me....she is going to want to go somewhere and force me out of the lovely air conditioned haven.

This probably doesn't look so bad if you are sitting in TX or AZ

He is right, of course.  Really with a heat index of 106 this is the best day this week to go do something.

I see in this morning's newspaper a couple of things of interest.  The Nelson Atkins Art Museum has  3 panels of Monet's Water Lilies on display.  This is the first time in 30 years that 3 of the panels are together.  Although I am thinking maybe we need to save that for a hotter day as that would be indoors in the cool of the museum.

Another option we have is to go see the LAST REMAINING B 29 BOMBER IN THE WORLD THAT CAN STILL FLY.  Normally, I wouldn' t be into vintage planes but then again, just tell me that it is the last one of anything and I feel the need to see it before it is gone.

So, I say to hubby, I really want to go see that plane.  Rembember the footage of the B 29's in the old clips of WWII movies.  I will say that judging from the expression on his face, he isn't jumping for joy at the prospect of climbing around on an old plane. Still being the good sport he is and all the years of putting up with my oddities he agrees to go.

We are off to see FiFi.  

there she is sitting on the tarmac

rear gunner would have sat there

Outside cockpit

getting ready to climb into cockpit right next to the bombs



Inside, looking out. 

 At one time there were nearly 4,000 of the B 29's and this is the very last one capable of taking off.
FiFi you are quite impressive.

The Good for the Day...The older gentleman that were there answering my assorted questions.  Remember that I am the ultimate question asker.

The Bad for the Day... The B 29's were so big and cumbersome, the Japanese bombers would ram them as often as shoot them down.  The B 29's weren't agile enough to get out of the way.  (at least that is what one of the veterans told me today)

The Weird for the Day...Seeing all the old planes out on the runway where corporate jets usually sit.