Someday, I have promised myself that I will go to St. Maarten, and I will lie on Maho Beach and watch the jumbos scream in over my head. It’s plane geek paradise...in paradise.
A few they didn’t mention on there, and I don’t have pictures for them but you can Google them to see how crazy they are:
St. Barts (TFFJ)
Courcheval, France (on the side of a mountain)
Lukla, Nepal (high in the Himalayas)
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When my Dad was alive we used to go to South Boston (which was his childhood home) and watch the planes approach Logan...which was only a few hundred yards from where we situated ourselves.It was cool to see the 747's pass so close over us that you could almost reach up and grab the landing gear.