Monkey's Airplane Adventure: Up Up and Astray!

Czech Plush Monkey's Adventures!

Monkey sees and does stuff.

Up Up & Astray! This Week: places not to sit on an aeroplane.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Why did THIS have to happen? Someone left their airplane unattended on the tarmac and nothing attracts Monkey's interest more than something he shouldn't touch that's left unguarded.
	"Coooool," Opice sighs longingly. "Whoever left this here must not want it any more. And look! It's red, like my jacket. I think that proves it's mine." *For safety's sake he adds, "Finders keepers!"* NOTE: one might think a Czech Plush Monkey would be used to cold weather, but not this one. He lives in California's HOT Central Valley and wears a jacket whenever visiting The Bay [av. temp. <60°F/15°C] or, as now, when up in the mountains [>8,000 feet el.].

Opice swings up onto a wing strut for a first look and a grab for the door handle.
Fortunately he can't reach it.

Next he leaps onto the windshield.
"Ooohhhh. I could sit in that chair and fly!"

He imagines himself an ace like Charles Lindbergh, Amelia Earhart , or Capt. Oveur in the action packed film Airplane!...

...until he remembers he doesn't like gladiator movies and can't speak Jive. (hint: click pix)

Checking into the Cockpit.

Monkey rubs the glass to clear the
breath-fog condensing on it
as he stares inside breathing heavily daydreaming about being an aviator, or aviatrix, or aviape.

Moving to another perch (where one should never sit), Opice clarifies the business end of the prop-plane.

"Here's where the horsepower turns into bird power," he explains. "This plane needs 3 things in order to fly:
     1) aeronautics,
     2) lift,
     3) and a lot of prop wash.
I think that's because a clean prop is a happy prop."

Once Monkey finds an audience, he doesn't stop talking until he's run out of words.

"The history of dreaming about flying goes back to Leonardo da Vinci who designed a hang-glider with flapping wings which he was genius enough not to try

flying, as well as a helicopter which would have screwed up the air even if it worked, which I don't think so.

"And for all the progress made in avionics since Led Zeppelin invented the endure-rigible blimp, we've yet to have warp drive or transporters.

"I mean if we can send satellites into space to slam into comets the least they could do is give us a little leg room in coach..."

We leave Monkey prattling on as the sun sets in the west preparatory to his next adventure: StarParty!