Did I actually go anywhere pt II

This flight gave me an even bigger sense of "Did I actually go anywhere?" than the last one. The reason is that it was almost a 100% instrument flight, and I hardly saw a thing the whole time. To complete the last of my requirements, I needed 1.2 hrs more of instrument flying, and I planned on getting it all in this flight. To do that, my CFI suggested a flight to LBX (Brazoria County Airport), and make an instrument approach landing. To do that I would have to learn to use the instrument approach diagrams.

The CFI explained the basics of instrument approach flying and said "let's go". I said wait, don't I need to fill out my flight planner spreadsheet first? He said, sure go ahead. I found out later that it would be completely unnecessary. He could have told me... So I preflighted the C150, and then we taxi'd to the runway. He asked if I wanted to do an instrument takeoff. Yikes! I couldn't think of any circumstance where you wouldn't be able to see the runway at all when taking off. But if that's the sort of crazy thing pilots do, I can give it a shot. I lined up down the runway, set my compass, put on my foggles, and punched in the throttle. I kept the direction indicator pegged on 320 as well as I could. I got a little too preoccupied looking at the direction indicator that I almost forgot to pull back. But I remembered before the CFI said anything.

To get to LBX I had to intercept the VOR from Hobby airport. Which I did. Then fly down that until I reached the intersecion of the LBX localizer VOR with the Houston Hobby VOR. Then fly down the localizer line as I descended 500 fpm. When I got to 400 ft elevation the CFI told me to remove my foggles. There was the runway right in front of me. I did a touch and go, and then put the foggles back on. Then we did some basic maneuvers. And once he tried disorienting me, but I got it flying right again. Then we did some stalls. And he had me flying one course after another until he said to remove the foggles.

"Can you figure out where you are?". I looked out the left window and saw my home airport right there. We were lined up on the downwind leg LOL. As I landed I was thinking "this is the end of my last lesson before my pilot's license". Man, what a feeling! But I also felt nervous because it felt like the hardest thing was ahead of me: The Checkride.