glamorous

I’m not sure why I struggle so with the all gender bathrooms. Very modern, clean, private floor to ceiling stalls and one perplexed traveler that really had to pee. I was also unaware that Kansas City was so progressive but the fact that I arrived at a perfect time where all of the “normal” bathrooms were taped off for cleaning… made this the only port in a potential storm. So relieved was I at finding some relief that I took this commemorative picture. If the world moves in this direction I will adjust but I can tell you that no one is making eye contact at the communal sinks.

Next up in my travel photography series is a little shot entitled Not On Your Life.

That dude’s suit on the left needs to be incinerated and while the fire is hot you might as well toss in the cushion. I happened to be on my phone and thankfully I looked down before seating myself in that biohazard. No and nope. That one had me shook as my brain automatically went to the fact that the wounded animal what left that print went on to sit down in an airplane… and those things tend to run the same routes to and from the same cities… Time to rethink my idea to fly in disposable Tyvek coveralls. I can get them for around $8 each if I buy in bulk but then I have to figure out what to wear underneath and the outfit will probably get me placed on yet another watchlist.

I really need the science people to perfect nano coatings so I can spray that shit on my clothes after I wash them and navigate the filthy planet with less on my mind. I had another need for that invention on the very same flight. My seat mate had been exposed to something that he couldn’t cough up but by the smell of him it was just a hot seed lodged in his lung tissue. He was really pleasant when the flight took off. Super high, smiling, knew how to ride in the middle seat. I felt like we were making a silent connection until he awoke just before landing and tried to expel the foreign object. I almost grabbed my backpack from under the seat in front of me to use as a shield because it was housed in its bag for a bag (if you know you know) but we were getting ready to land and all of the recent flight troubles has the crew on elevated vigilance.

So I just aimed both jets straight down in an attempt to create an air curtain. Cranked my face to the window and controlled my breathing. At least it was pretty before we dipped below the clouds.