Plane spotting

Spotted on or near my flight from MHT to CLT Friday midday:

• A prettyish, 40ish woman with red hair styled such that it would have fit in fine at my prom in 1988, wearing a black leather jacket, black leather pants, pointy black leather boots, a teeny black leather backpack — and carrying a long black leather coat.*
• A heavyish, 50ish man with greasy gray hair, with a wedding ring, wearing a purple polo shirt and reading Maxim. I am pleased to say his collar was not popped.
• A very sweet college boy who asked if Charlotte was in the same time zone. Repeat: College boy.
• The pilot, leaning so far out the window of the cockpit I was worried he would fall out, to clean the windshield. Maybe I haven't been paying attention, but I've never seen that before. My college boy friend was also amused.

Spotted on or near my flight from CLT to MHT Sunday evening:

• A child, maybe 6 years old, dressed as Superman. His parents were in street clothes and were treating him like he was any other child and not the Man of Tomorrow, which I guess is how to instill that strong moral compass in him. I did not ask why he was bothering with a plane.

*To be fair, I was also wearing pointy black leather boots and a black leather jacket. But I was a little worried that would be too much. She relieved my concerns entirely.