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RE: The Fits We Throw And The Things We Think We Know

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| Going to another country is a scary proposition, especially if the country has a culture that is nothing like yours.

A good reason to travel there with a native, instead of part of some tourist group. That's what I did the first time I re-visited my homeland after leaving at the age of, like, three.

| Sometimes it's better to dip your toe into the shallow safe end of the pool before you hit the Olympic diving board and the deep end.

Yeah, that's me... and my sister... ask me how she got me to go skydiving, it's a bit of a funny story.

| I am a big, massive, yuge believer in throwing yourself into uncomfortable situations and traveling because it's how you learn.

Interesting... you're more like my sister's husband than like either of us.

Sadly, we're ruled by people who get their way by throwing fits, and unlike JT, I'm not talking about fist-shaking politicians, I'm talking about the petty tyrants like Karen from HR (having a friend named Karen, I kinda feel bad for using that meme), obnoxious neighbours, and abusive relatives, ya know, squeaky wheel something something. Sometimes, it's just easier to get out of their way than try to help these people pacify their mammaries.

Of course, having been abused for most my life without even realising it, I have a different way of dealing with the malcontents in my life, but I wouldn't suggest it.

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I love traveling with natives! There’s just so much more of an authentic experience when you are with people who know.

It’s probably easier to travel to new places for me in some regards due to how much I moved as a kid. I went to 4 highschools, so being thrown into the new was and is what I know, but I can do appreciate how terrifying it can feel to be suddenly immersed into the new.

I have a cousin named Karen and a good friend who shares the name, and I feel for them to be labeled by proxy, but truly our society is filled with entitled harpies of all the genders that fit the meme stereotype. Most of the time I just redirect them, but the niceness stops when they are harming others with their shicaca.

Speaking of fecal matter, I’m truly sorry you were treated in that manner. As someone who’s still rewiring those damaged pathways, let’s just say you have all my condolences and empathy. Abuse sucks pickled gonads!

pacify their mammaries

Thank you for the lolz 😆👆

And I gotta say, I’m dying to know about the skydiving incident😁

!PIZZA

Right, so aviation is something of a popular past-time in my family (maybe that's the French blood, IDK). I first got behind the controls of an aeroplane when I was 11... still don't have my damn pilot's license, but hopefully I'll get my life sorted soon and get back in the sky, but I digress. My sister got into skydiving around the same time (she's six years older than me), but we didn't really start hanging out again until I was in college, and that's when she started bugging me to join her. I responded, "don't be daft, why would I jump out of a perfectly good plane?"

This continued for a while until one day on my way home, when I got really sick of the guy behind me riding my arse, so I pulled off to the side of the road... into a massive boulder which flipped my car over. I thought to myself, "that wasn't so bad, I think I'll take P[redacted]a up on her offer!" It was fun, but it gets boring after only about half a dozen times, which is why some people (big sis included) get into even crazier things like wingsuit flying... though BASE (building, antenna, span, earth) jumping is so daft that it scares even her.

Wow.

I love that flying through the air in a car inspired you to fly through the air sans craft of any kind, that was the best kind of origin story.

I think what probably ruined me for skydiving was flying for the first time and mostly in Alaska. It was bad enough in the plane, but then again maybe it wouldn't be as bad outside it lol. The older I get the less I am worried about the scariness factor, but I gotta say, those squirrel suits intrigue me, BASE not so much, and holy wow you and your sis are hardcore, I love it. 😆

I'm actually very fond of planes and flying, especially old DC-3's. When I lived in the logging camp they would deliver our fuel with one, the pilot was so crazy we could hit him with rocks if we timed it right and he would brush the trees on take off just to thrill us heathens. Then again, he was also grounded later for cutting off an Alaska Airlines 737 while taking rich people moose hunting, but I digress. Looking forward to licensed pilot Kaja adventure pics😊

!PIZZA