Today I flew ALONE!

I flew alone today on my first solo flight. I flew a Cessna 172 with tail number N52434.
IT WAS GREAT.

It was a nice calm day super clear sky with a touch of haze, visibility was over 10 miles.

My instructor and I started out the day with a couple touch n goes. Next we had a go around (aborted landing attempt) (just for practice).
We followed that up with a couple power off landings (simulated engine out emergency).

Then Bart hopped out and let me go ALONE!

After the 0.7 hours of instruction time, I got 1.7 hours of alone time.

This all started when my mom gave me a gift certificate for flying lessons for Christmas. Here I am nearly 3 months later flying alone.
Couple crazy things happened up there, like the battery pack for my noise canceling headphones fell out of my jacket pocket and jammed between the door and the seat at which point it began making a horrible screeching sound in the headset. I had just lifted off the ground when this happened, and there was quite a bit of traffic I was trying to keep up with flying around the airport, so I needed to fix the screech fast and safe. I first tried unplugging the mic jack - no luck. Next I tried the headphone jack - no luck again, still screeching. It was at that point I decided that it hand to be the fault of the noise canceling, so I reached in my pocket to turn it off, and the battery pack was gone! Just chasing the cord down from my headset I found the pack between the seat and the door. When I pulled the battery pack up into my lap, the screeching instantly subsided. Very distracting for a few seconds though.

Traffic around the airport was some of the heaviest traffic I have flown in so far. At one point there were 2 people on long final approach and 1 person on base about to turn final approach in front of the first guy on final. I was out on the downwind leg a little more than halfway down to the turn to base leg. The guy on base decided he would abort the turn to final and let the first guy go (he had the right of way anyway). Then that guy that turned off final swung back around and called final. The 3rd guy out was saying he was about 3 miles out just as I got straightened out to the base leg. I asked permission to take final ahead of him, he said it was ok, so I turned into final approach. The guy behind me called out that he was going to do a aborted landing and go around just as I made the call that I was clear of the runway, so in turn he decided he was actually going to land instead of go around. That was about the most confusing it got while I did my laps around the airport pattern.

IT WAS FUN!!!