Pole to Pole
Day 138: Punta Arenas to Patriot Hills
'No . . . no . . . no. 1953.'
I'm about to reply 'before my time', when I realize that this was the aeroplane of my childhood. This was what I drew when I drew an aeroplane.
We board by a perilously slim extending ladder, with a piece of rope for support. Inside there is none of the squash and squeeze of a conventional airliner. Basically it is an empty shell into which whatever is required for the flight has been fitted. There are twenty-eight of us going to the Patriot Hills, so there are some thirty seats set out in readiness. A bulkhead separates the passengers from the cargo hold, where Kazama-San's motorbike occupies pride of place. Pristine white, it stands on its frame like a knight on a tomb. Bruce, in his captain's overalls with four stripes on the epaulette, and Louie the qualified stuntman insert themselves into the cramped cockpit and make their final checks.
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- Day: 138
- Country/sea: Chile
- Place: Punta Arenas
- Book page no: 305
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