i had a friend who owned an aerostar - a sleek, twin engined, very fast, prop plane. we used to fly to atlantic city, to gamble, some evenings after work. it took twenty minutes from new castle county airport, where he kept her, to bader field on great island, just west of the resort. there was a small administration building where we checked in...outside there was usually a cab idling to take us to the casino of our choice.
one night we flew over but on arrival things seemed quiet - the "office" was dark and no cabs were sitting at the exit door. we hadn't known, or realized, that the city had closed bader so had to make our way to the boardwalk on foot...it took us longer to get to the craps tables than the duration of our flight. i also remember on our return, taking off into a light north east breeze, that the air conditioners atop the trump tower seemed very close to our landing gear.
the last time i made the trip we ran into snow on our way home. in the landing lights, at a hundred plus miles an hour, the flakes were enormous, beautiful, and slightly ominous. when we arrived at new castle county airport the main runways had been plowed - but not the taxiways. as a consequence, when we turned off to head for the administration building we immediately foundered and sat, stuck in the snow, until a plow arrived to tow us, slowly, to safety.
i don't remember whether we won or lost - but i suspect the latter.
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