I miss my ex-gf. She is slightly shorter, lighter and slimmer than my current squeeze. She does not complain much when the weather turns too hot or too cold. She is tough, has great character and pedigree as her uncle the B-17 flying fortress survived the war. B is not complicated to fly and does not need the tens of different separate computers to get airborne. During our dates, I do not need to ask myself "Now....what is she doing now?" She provides immediate physical feed back via her control york and throttle levers to me every time we waltz through the skies. We feel connected. I enjoyed our time together.
My current squeeze A is a different animal. She is tall, fast, slick and slippery. Her many moods are controlled by at least 10 different types of computers. She will scream at me if I accidentally bring her some place she doesn't agree, dance too fast or too slow or too rough. If I ignore her screams, she will take over lead of the dance temporarily to remind me who is boss. Born in continental europe, she hates the hot and muggy tropics or the sand of the desert and will complain aloud, throw a tantrum and sometimes go sick and refuses to let you take her dancing. She doesn't get very physical at all with me, rather she speaks to me visually and demands that I interpret and understand her current mood and what she is doing just by looking.
On a gusty approach into Hong kong Chek Lap Kok Airport, If I am dancing with Baby B, I will perform what I call "Char Kueh Tiaw" The control york movements is exactly like frying rice noodles on a hot wok.
With Baby A, it will be "Whipping Egg Whites" on the side stick. Making meringue for a french patisserie.
