I've only gone to the Air Zoo once. It was a few months ago, and it was pretty amazing. They actually let you go inside this paratrooper plane, (A C-47, maybe? My memory's kinda fuzzy) it's really claustrophobic even with only half a dozen other people in there. I was called away after 15 minutes by a family emergency. Every other time I have tried to go there, something has made it impossible. In fact, just a few days ago my best friend and I were planning an all day trip. We had our tickets, and yesterday morning as we were making last-minute preparations, I feel a wave of nausea... I was out of commission for sixteen hours, over the course of which I emptied my digestive system of undercooked Chinese food and Fritos. This quickly degenerated into the flu, so I am typing this from my bed.
"Whenever I close my eyes, I see strange geometric figures running crazily about in a brightly colored, splatter-painted limbo.
I have stopped closing my eyes."
The joke is on me, as I ended up actually being sick home from school. I try to go to the Air Zoo, I really do. Fate just likes being a jerk to me.