Fear of Flying (Apologies to Erica Jong and second-wave feminism)

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