that's a small plane

Mmm... not sure of Cape Air's safety record.

The "co-pilot" is some other passenger named Jim.

But nice views!

So Mama and Papa were spoiled with their second trip away alone in a year (also the second trip away alone in three years) to go to Zikomo and Amanda's wedding in White Plains.  So to get to White Plains, we took a White Plane.  A very tiny White Plane.  The kind of plane where they have to weigh you before you get on and Daddy has to cover his ears while Mama reveals her secrets to the t-shirt wearing guy at the Cape Air counter.  The kind of plane where they say "OK.  Who wants to be the co-pilot?" and we all laugh and then he says "No, seriously, someone has to sit up front in the co-pilot seat because there aren't enough seats for all FIVE of you."  The kind of plane that looks like an SUV with wings.  The kind of plane that makes you quickly calculate your life insurance payout.  The kind of plane that reminds you that your Last Will and Testament questionnaire is sitting in the bag right in front of you and has not been handed in to the lawyers yet.  The kind of plane that, if you are afraid of flying, is a real test of your ability to keep your cool.  But it is also the kind of plane that gives you spectacular views of the Hudson River Valley and gets you to the destination marked on your ticket.