Journal of a 77 Year Old Gay Man Coming In For the Final Landing

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High Anxiety

high-anxietyOne day to go before I board my flight tomorrow at Philadelphia International airport for my trip to Los Angeles. I’ll be honest with you and tell you that I’m experiencing some high anxiety here today.

This morning I printed my boarding pass.  Hopefully this will lessen my stress tomorrow when I arrive at the airport at approximately 6:30 AM.  Last time I was at the airport (for my trip to Canada via Buffalo this past summer), I was running around the airport like a chicken with its head cut off looking for the boarding pass machine.  Things had changed a lot since the last time I had taken a flight which was in 2000 when I went to Disneyworld.

I’m packed, I have my board pass and I have my ride to the airport (thank you Monica!) Now all I have to worry about is that I have a proper BM  before I go.  Getting up at 3 AM to get ready for Monica picking me up at 4:15 AM for the two hour drive to Philly International airport will totally disrupt my plumbing expectations.

When I was younger I didn’t have these concerns.  Didn’t think much about it actually.  Especially in the Seventies when I used to travel (by flight) two, three and even four times a summer to visit Provincetown, Mass.  Oh those were the days, the care free days when I didn’t stress out over such mundane things like I’m worrying about now.

All I know is that I will be nightly glad when we’re safely landed in Los Angeles and settled in our Hansel and Gretel bed and breakfast.

The Countdown Begins

Ron with a rifle

I’m not a real cowboy but I play one on TV

The countdown begins today folks.  Only two more days and this time Wednesday I’ll be in the air, headed west. Am I nervous? You bet! Am I excited?  You bet again!

For one thing, it’s always nice to have something to look forward to.  All my life, whenever I didn’t have something to look forward to, I found myself slipping into a lethargic funk.  Not good.  Sure, there are times when I want my life to be mirror lake calm waters.  But what kind of life is that?  Not for me that’s for sure. So here I am, both excited and nervous.  Making frequent trips to the bathroom.  Like my Mother before she embarked on an adventure, I would get the runs.  Sorry to gross you out but nervous bowels “runs” in my family. At least it does with me.

Here are some of my worries on this trip:

What will I forget to bring with me this time? (I always do)

Will it snow the day I’m to make the two hour trip to Philadelphia International Airport?

Will I catch Bill’s cold (he has one now) and be sick as a dog this Wednesday?

Yet another thing that I inherited from my Mother: worrywart.  I tend to think of the worst that could happen.

But here is the GOOD.  I’m getting away on an adventure.  What a thrill!  Even at my Advanced Age (and I am very old folks, real old), I am as excited as a 20 year old.  First I”m going to Hollywood.  What could be more exciting than that?  Then I will be spending ten whole days with my favorite Canadian and new best buddy.  Pat and I are so compatible.  Never in my life have I been so compatible with anyone.  For one thing I think he is tremendously attractive.  He is my type to the “T.” Secondly, Pat is just a lot of fun to be with.  He’s smart, witty, sunny, easy going and did I mention good-looking and sexy? And best of all he likes me.  How cool is that?

So today I will tidy up things around the house here (in case I don’t get back, I always think of that possibility). Then I will get myself into a “Trip Mindset.” To convince myself to stop worrying about things that probably won’t happen and think of all the good things that will happen.  New memories, new photos, new friends, new experiences.  I’ve said it many times before folks and I’ll say it again, life is good.

By the way, the photo at the top is of me playing “cowboy.”  Pat has a part-time job in Toronto as an extra on movies and TV shows.  We’re going to try our luck in Hollywood.  Why not?  What do we have to lose?  Besides, I think I make a pretty convincing cowboy.

Hollywood Here We Come!

hollywood-bed-breakfast

Holllywood Bed and Breakfast Hotel

Only two days now until I get up at 4 AM in the morning of Wedneday, January 7th to catch my ride with Monica to the Philadelphia International airport.  My flight leaves at 7:35 AM for Los Angeles.  I will arrive in Los Angeles at 10:46 AM.  The flight is six hours long but Los Angeles is three hours behind us here on the East Coast.  In Los Angeles I will be meeting my Canadian pal Pat.  He’s flying in from Toronto, Canada at about the same time.  We meet up at the airport, rent a car and head on down to West Hollywood and the Hollywood Bed and Breakfast for ten days of adventure in Los Angeles.

This morning I drove the ten miles to Rehoboth Beach on this very mild (68 degrees) Sunday.  January 4th and 68 degrees?  I’ll take it.  A bit windy but with the mild temperatures, very enjoyable.  Actually I was a bit overdressed with my sweater and jacket.  Today I was on the edge of the continent, looking at the Atlantic Ocean.  Next week I’ll be on the other edge of the continent looking at the Pacific Ocean.  How cool is that?

Ron and Pat’s New Adventure

Ron hugs Pat

Happy new year folks!  I am back to my long neglected Word Press blog.  I have decided to blog regularly (he says) on this blog.  So here goes folks!

I won’t go over my history since I last posted (a couple of years ago) but, instead I will tell you what I’m going to do this year.

My next adventure is with my new pal, my Canadian (Toronto) friend, Pat.  Pat and I met through my blog.  Actually he saw my picture on the Internet from my testimony before the Delaware State legislature in the spring of 2013.  He liked what he saw (my image) and did and Internet search and viola! He found my blog and left a comment.  I just happened to be on my blog and responded to his comment right away.  He was surprised.  He left another comment “You’re there!”  

We exchanged comments back and forth then I asked him if he  had FaceTime.  He did but never used it. I FaceTimed him, several times.  We became FaceTime friends.  I made a casual suggestion that, should he ever venture to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, perhaps we could get an old time photo taken together.  Much to my surprise he was available, having just recently retired from his job at the Toronto Police Department.  He had the free time and was up for a holiday.

This was August of 2013.  He drove down from Toronto to Lewes.  After an initial mixup about his hotel reservation (they didn’t have his room reserved) and me misidentifying him when I went to meet him (I thought he was the parking lot attendant ready to give me grief for parking in the hotel parking lot), we met and had a wonderful week.  A week that I will remember as long as I live.

Thus began a great friendship.  Pat is the person I’ve been looking for my whole life. I’ve been looking for someone like me.  He is me.  In fact, we have been mistaken for brothers in three cities: Philadelphia, Lewes, and Toronto, by strangers who stopped us and asked “are you brothers?”

Since that initial meeting Pat has visited me in Delaware four times. Last year on my birthday we visited and stayed in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Last August I got my passport and visited Pat in his spectacular minimalist home in Toronto, Canada.  “Spectacular minimalist” – is that an oxymoron?

This year we decided to celebrate our winter birthdays (mine in November and Pat’s in December) for a visit to Los Angeles, California.  We’re leaving on January 7th and returning on January 17th.

Return to this space and I’ll tell you all about it.

And this is the way I’m staring off my new year folks.  Going on an adventure with a wonderful new friend to a new place which I’ve never been before.  I’ve always wanted to travel but have never done much in my life.  That’s about to change.  Better late than never!