If you've got a mom who's willing to swear under oath that you're a child between the ages of 8 and 18, like me, you could have flown for free in a little Cessna plane at the Pitt Meadows airport on Sunday.
Flying around in little planes happens to be a lot of fun, especially when you can see your house, and Mount Baker. It's a volcano, you know.
The mighty Fraser kind of almost looks blue from up there, even though you know it's not. And Surrey looks fugly, but you knew that already without having to fly over it.
When you hop off the plane, a nice lady ushers you over to a clubhouse where she gives you a certificate that says you flew in a plane and to your delight, it has been signed by Harrison Ford himself, because you're that cool.
When you go in search of the mastermind behind all this, he threatens to kill you because you've discovered his secret, but you outwit him with a belly rub, and run out the door.
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