Just walking about, in a wandery sort of way. Waving something about in the air.

It’s called hunting the $100 hamburger — “$100” referring to the cost of fuel — sort of the aeronautical equivalent of lazy Sunday drives in which the destination isn’t as important as the pleasure of getting away.

Of course the boys know you too well to mark you down for a cheese-eater.

They'd try some Guy-Fawkesing on the British officials and their families. It was the only way they had to make the British government realize that they did not intend to pay taxes they hadn't voted on.