Flying

On the way home this afternoon, I heard an intriguing ad on the radio for an introductory flight lesson offered through the Princeton Airport.
Most people who know me would consider my interest in going up in the air in a tiny Cessna or whatever to be wholly out of character; this could be because I call these things Buddy Holly death traps.
Still, something about this caught my attention. It might actually be tons of fun, and I think going up in a small plane might make the experience of flying all the more enjoyable.
I may have to pursue this.