If you want a seat on the flight line, there is a cost. Otherwise, you stay off the flight line with the unwashed masses.
I have seen the Blues so many times that I am uninterested in traveling to the beach or over to NAS Pensacola to see them again.
In 1982 and again in 1983, I flew a TH-57 over to NAS Cecil Field, near Jacksonville to participate in the static displays during their Blue Angels air show. It was always fun to walk around there in a flight-suit and be treated well. Participating aircrews ate for free at one of the food booths and people were always friendly.
In 1985, I was stationed in California again, and I took my new wife to the Blue Angles airshow at MCAS El Toro. As we neared the base, I saw this large pall of smoke. I asked a Marine at the gate what that fire was from, and he told us a privately-owned WWII plane had taken off and crashed into the base chapel. Wifey and I were married in that chapel 3 months earlier. We drove over and saw fire fighters extinguishing the embers on a burned-down chapel.