Okay, yes, I fear flight in fixed-wing plane (Of which type most commercial aircraft are as opposed to rotor-wing aircraft usually called helicopters) I hate take off, I always fear the aircraft will not clear something and we will wind up plowing into an unmovable obstacle at nearly 200MPH ground speed (what that would be in knots is beyond me – look it up if it is that important) I am not comfortable with turbulence, it scares the pants off me (not a huge difficulty for a boy who loves wearing dresses) and landing ? Okay, I cry a lot. Quietly, no public hysterics and the tears are such I blame allergies but still, it scares the hell out of me. Helicopters do not have that effect on me. They can fly through blinding snowstorms with the warning Klaxons singing the whole time and I am good. I trust rotor-wings.
So why bring it up ? Okay, I am booking a flight, from Reno to Las Vegas. Come April 17th I am flying down to the “What goes on here stays here” city for Diva Las Vegas. Las Vegas. The Sin City itself. Diva Las Vegas is not a conference. At conferences you have to do stuff, attend lectures, go to panels blah blah blah. Nope, DLV is a vacation. It is CD/TG/TS and their admirers/family/friends/So’s meeting in Vegas for fun and Galiano (sic) you have to go to the website to see what that is about.
There is a series of events planned, some unplanned, so folks can get out, play the tourist and just enjoy themselves. At first, it sounded like a good idea, then, as the date gets closer it seems like an almost mandatory idea. I mean, After all that has gone down (I write more about the positive than I do the negative, trust me on this. When it gets too negative I don’t feel like writing so you don’t get the full story) I could really use a break. My sister Chrissy (A beautiful Tgirl, and one of my staunchest friends) has invited me to stay with her so essentially I come up with airfare (99.00 Southwest Air round-trip) a Valium (two, one down and one back) and make sure my Visa has enough room to party.
I am finally going to take a vacation. I do not remember when I last did. Seriously. I don’t take vacations. Even when I was in the Army on leave. Sure, made a trip back home for Xmas or other holidays, but beyond that, no vacations. No going somewhere just for me and now, I have somewhere and somewhen to be. And to top it off, this is Kynthia’s BIG year. The year SHE has had control,the year SHE is the one in the forefront. What a way to celebrate. Oh sure, I wont have my laser done by then, I wont probably get my hormones by then but screw it. This aint a beauty pageant, there are no competitions, it is just plain fun !
And Chrissy and I get to talk with each other without relying on messaging or email.
This WILL be a vacation.
Hugs
Kynthia
