Air return

The Girl survived her camp-out in the rain, and with more sleep than anyone had anticipated.   Apparently they had to share quarters with some third graders who needed an early night, which put paid to any midnight shenanigans. Their leader was delighted, the 7th grade girls not so much.

Even so, our Girl came home feeling rather tired (over the course of the camp they'd been kayaking, cooking and...playing bingo?  All quite exhausting, anyway), and she joined me in spending an uneventful afternoon at home.  Meanwhile the Man took the Boy and his buddy to the Empire State Aerosciences Museum near Schenectady.

The Man adds...it is a couple of years since our previous visit, but little has changed. Sadly the "landing a model plane" challenge which occupied the Boy for a good while before was  not working, but there were plenty of other buttons to press and quaint models to look at, crammed into two small galleries.  The exhibits ranged from balloons and pre-powered flight through to lunar landing, and included large displays on Amelia Earhart and (my favourite) Antartica.   The fine weather allowed us to linger outside among the twenty or so post-war US and Soviet military aircraft (not forgetting one Royal Navy plane).

As is often the case in such places (stop me if I've said this before) we had the whole museum to ourselves.