I hate Airtravel, but I love Seth
Took my first plane excursion for my first time ever leaving the East Cost this past week.
I thought I would freak out on a plane like I do on Ferris Wheels, figured the sensation would be about the same. I was wrong. I was also very happy to have a laughing baby on my first short flight in an air taxi, 'cause I trust them kinda like animals to have a sixth sense for danger, and I mean, come on... if it's not crying, why should I? I thought smaller planes would be more brutal to my motions sickness, but really, it's the huge ones that killed me. When those motherfuckers bank during lift off and landing, I just want to die. I took inside seats which may have been a mistake, 'cause I had no horizon to focus on, everything was always moving... *barf* Final thoughts? Hate flying, will suck it up though.
also AIRPORTS NEED TO GET SOME GINGERALE UP IN THOSE BITCHES!
Now, Arizona. I am so allergic to Arizona. I didn't mind the dry air, but I did mind that it was dusty air. Dust, not my friend, actually. My actual friend, Seth, I was so happy to see again. Got to go for walks and play magic and eat Panda and AND and... LOTS OF STUFF. He took me to a Zoo, several comic shops (including a 24-hour one!), CVS lol, Jackinthebox, and Bookmans... amongst other places I am sure I am forgetting since I am still unwell.
He has become such a little Celebrity <3 It was so fun to see all his fawning fans and new friends. Rick, his new roomie, is a sweet kid. His Mama Rayne was a doll. Sage might have got himself in a little trouble trying to impress me with his hunting habits, bad wolfy. Other names I am forgetting and some that I remember didn't interact with me much.
This visit caused a strong consideration to move out there... the area my friends live in is snow-free, comfortable, and much cleaner then Syracuse, but roughly the same size. I can walk everywhere and I would have neighbors and friends that could hang all hours of the day/night. Public trans is great due to ASU and people don't drive like psychos. Vacationing to NY suddenly sounds nicer then living here... Granted, I might have a less lenient job out there, but then HEY, I might actually be getting paid better in a place with less taxes.
I could probably really do with the change, even though I am scared of it.
I thought I would freak out on a plane like I do on Ferris Wheels, figured the sensation would be about the same. I was wrong. I was also very happy to have a laughing baby on my first short flight in an air taxi, 'cause I trust them kinda like animals to have a sixth sense for danger, and I mean, come on... if it's not crying, why should I? I thought smaller planes would be more brutal to my motions sickness, but really, it's the huge ones that killed me. When those motherfuckers bank during lift off and landing, I just want to die. I took inside seats which may have been a mistake, 'cause I had no horizon to focus on, everything was always moving... *barf* Final thoughts? Hate flying, will suck it up though.
also AIRPORTS NEED TO GET SOME GINGERALE UP IN THOSE BITCHES!
Now, Arizona. I am so allergic to Arizona. I didn't mind the dry air, but I did mind that it was dusty air. Dust, not my friend, actually. My actual friend, Seth, I was so happy to see again. Got to go for walks and play magic and eat Panda and AND and... LOTS OF STUFF. He took me to a Zoo, several comic shops (including a 24-hour one!), CVS lol, Jackinthebox, and Bookmans... amongst other places I am sure I am forgetting since I am still unwell.
He has become such a little Celebrity <3 It was so fun to see all his fawning fans and new friends. Rick, his new roomie, is a sweet kid. His Mama Rayne was a doll. Sage might have got himself in a little trouble trying to impress me with his hunting habits, bad wolfy. Other names I am forgetting and some that I remember didn't interact with me much.
This visit caused a strong consideration to move out there... the area my friends live in is snow-free, comfortable, and much cleaner then Syracuse, but roughly the same size. I can walk everywhere and I would have neighbors and friends that could hang all hours of the day/night. Public trans is great due to ASU and people don't drive like psychos. Vacationing to NY suddenly sounds nicer then living here... Granted, I might have a less lenient job out there, but then HEY, I might actually be getting paid better in a place with less taxes.
I could probably really do with the change, even though I am scared of it.