July 19, 2018. Western Head, Nova Scotia. The Rich Life.

As Bob Hope once commented, "Being rich does not make you happy, but it certainly can make you comfortable." Today we lived the life of the wealthy. We flew from Jackson to Halifax on our own private jet. Our flight took three and a half hours. Our shuttle driver drove right to the plane. After arriving at 3:30, we were home at 5:30. The pilot cleared customs for us on the phone. No one ever looked at our passport. The whole process was enough to wish we were truly rich and could fly on a private jet every time. The whole experience was delightful. I knew life would be different immediately when we arrived early at the air office. We were early. Our instructions were to arrive twenty minutes before departure, which I has asked to be 10. We arrived AT 9:20. When April went in to find out what to do with the bags, the attendants immediately came out to get them. And when we walked in the building, the pilot came to greet us. He told us that the plane was getting fuel but as soon as it was complete, we would leave, and we did. The attendants drove Ken in a golf cart while I walked the 200 yards. A three steps up into the airplane and we were set. We had a cooler of beverages between our seats and from time to time snacks were brought to us. The blankets were warm and cosy as was the pillow and I slept well. Our lunch was lovely, ordered by us from their caterer. Even though our flight was easy, we were tired upon arrival at Western Head. But we are delighted to be here in Nova Scotia. Our flight today has spoiled us, and we liked it.