We had a splendid time looking at the hundreds of planes and gear on display. The boys got a little rowdy, so we didn't get to spend the time there we would have liked to, but it was fun anyway and I got some great shots too.
Ben got tired of me taking all the shots so he snapped this one above.
A rare moment I got the boys to salute... the only way I could get them to stand still.
This is my favorite, I think. I really liked the planes in the back and the way Ben was looking off to the side.
Then here is one of me and the boys... but it isn't very clear, my limited photoshop skills couldn't save it, I am afraid. I love the look on Nephi's face... classic!
After our tour of the museum, we thought it would be a good plan to head on over to the base and get diapers ($7 a pack of 50 -- no tax), gas for the van (again no tax), and see if we could get a few more patches for Ben's uniform (which they didn't have).
Now, I don't want to knock the Airforce, I love them dearly, but they do some weird stuff on that base! First off, we couldn't find where they had their uniform and military supplies. We looked everywhere at the BX (the Base Exchange) and then at some other places... finally we asked and it turned out they sell their uniforms and patches at the gas station... okay... weird...
And then there was the "Parking Lot Clearance/ Tent sale" -- what bargain shopper doesn't love a good tent sale? I mean come on! Sales galore right?
Well, the red lights should have been going off when we pulled up and the "tent" sale was fenced in and there was a bouncer by the gate checking "Valid Military IDs". It didn't take us long to realize that this "tent sale" wasn't family friendly.... it seemed that all the merchandise was beer, vodka, and wine... and they were having some kind of funky taste testing party inside. Yeah, we walked away real fast... It was kind of funny.
I guess the base is a really popular place to buy your favorite poison... something about the tax... Anyway, I wouldn't know. But it was a little weird at the gas station when I was buying a bottle of water, to see instead of candy and gum lined up by the check out counter, there were boxes and boxes of those little vodkas they have on airplanes. I guess we are just a little sheltered living in Utah. But I'm not complaining!