A touch of nostalgia in the air...those who lived through the 1980s on the panoramic terrace of Galeão Airport know how wonderful it was to be there, watching the planes, feeling the wind on your face, listening to the sound of the engines and, of course, that smell of aviation kerosene...a time I lived through and I thank God for it, as well as my father who kept me company on the terrace every Saturday and Sunday, and that marked my life forever!