Airports: San Francisco: Landing at night is interesting, as it's impossible to tell where the water ends and the landing strip starts. Reno: Nothing like taking off in a crosswind. That crosswind is more or less constant, due to the fact the runways are parallel to the Sierra's. Then there is the hard bank after take-off, which I suppose due to the mountain that sort of stick up into the flight path. Landing at Reno? Not for the weak of stomach or faint of heart. Had an interesting experience during one of my trips to Reno. One of the pilots was a guy I met when he was going to flight school. After school, he tended to have a few. You can guess where I first met him. Atlanta: Flew through there a couple of times on my way to Pensacola. Meh. Pensacola? Unremarkable airport. By the way, the Naval Aviation Museum in Pensacola is very cool. I hate flying with a passion these days. At 6'3" there's a better than even chance the person in front of me will slam their seat back into my knees. And I'm not wealthy enough to fly first class all the time. Speaking of which, I got bumped to First Class about 30 years ago. White linen service, it was outstanding. Last year I flew back First Class from Minneapolis. No more leather seats. Might as well have been coach from 35 years ago.