Jeremy and I, admittedly, have never really been gaga for Fleet Week and the Blue Angels, like many people around here. Having a little boy changes the fun entirely. All week while they were practicing, Finn would hear a plane coming and stand on high alert, neck craning all around to try to find the jet. On Saturday, the day of the air show, we wanted to make sure he had a good view, but we also didn't want to fight the crowds/ traffic jams, which is a guarantee if you drive anywhere remotely close to Crissy Field. So we headed a few blocks north of our house to our beloved Land's End Trail, the east end.
It was perfect. Close enough that Finn could catch sight of the planes, and track them with amazement, far enough from the field that they didn't scare him with their loud proximity to his head.
We'll definitely check out the show again next year.
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