My Willy in Alaska

“Try out the Wilga. It’s Polish but also English.”

I’m not quite sure what that means but my interest is piqued.

Suddenly I’m sitting in a cockpit in Alaska, listening to the birds tweet as a silver fox walks by and butterflies flutter past rustling leaves in the late afternoon sun.

The entire experience is gorgeous.

I fly around a bit, then realize the airplane is a Polish manufacture and it’s the cockpit text that’s in English.

That’s a bummer. I was hoping for someone - or something, I mean - a little more exotic.