Angels

So I was driving down 2351 (some of you will know what that means) and then down Highway 3 this afternoon and I got a free performance of the airshow that's on this weekend - or the best part of it, anyway, which was the Blue Angels. I didn't know if it was the Blue Angels rather than the Thunderbirds until I got close enough to see the markings on the plans, because I am geeky enough to know what the markings on their planes look like - or rather, my father is, and I have just gotten dragged into the periphery of that particular brand of geekiness numerous times over the years - but I am not quite geeky enough to know the differences between their routines (if there are any, and I suspect there are). By the time I got down to Hwy 3 (which was once called Old Galveston Road - it runs north/south right in front of the former air force base) they were close enough that seeing the markings wasn't a problem at all. There was cloud cover and they were flying really low - or actually they fly that low anyway, I'm pretty sure. Practically like a close encounter.