When I first started flying Part 135 on five-day rotations, I anticipated meeting up with earthbound friends on overnights in Chicago, Los Angeles, New York, New Haven, Boston and Bozeman. I further expected to fetch up in various locales with flying friends on their trips. For airline friends, I thought Baltimore, New York, LA, Oakland, Sacramento, Chicago or Dallas might be common crossing fixes where we could share a drink, a dinner and a laugh. With 135 pals, I thought we’d find ourselves happily tucked away in Aspen or Martha’s Vineyard. Little of this activity has occurred in almost three years and 1,000-plus hours of flying. There are just too many variables, routes, overnights, schedules and unexpected developments.