I loved it. The first aircraft I flew was the Harvard T6, an American aircraft. It was the plane that the US Army Air Force used to train their pilots for WWII. You give a 19- or 20-year-old young man a machine like that and, wow! I didn’t even have a driver’s license. Yes, I could fly an airplane before I could legally drive a car!
So I went to Mozambique where I flew several types of airplanes, while engaged in the local colonial war, which eventually Portugal lost. Mozambique is now, thank God, an independent country, but it went through a tremendous amount of turmoil. I had joined the Mozambique airline still in colonial times and became a captain of Boeing 737s and a flight instructor. But the situation in the country became difficult and my wife and I left for the US.