In which i utilize text messaging, seal my fate, and brave the skies
So, last night on the way to work with L, I tell her that I really don't want to date Guy right now for various reasons, but that I care for him and do not want to hurt his feelings/bruise his ego. Now, don't get the wrong impression - this guy was not in love with me, or even proabbaly that into me - but still, I have a hard time making others feel anything negative. i don't know when I got to be such a pansy. I used to be very in your face about everything and if you didn't like it, it wasn't my problem. stupid empathy...
So, anyway L has the great idea of sending him a text to do the deed. i think this is wussy and tell her so. But she knows me and she knows I will just continue with this quasi reltionship cause I wont say anything to the guy until im so over the thing that i turn into megabitch. So she convinces me to write the text and then to send it. I did, then bit my nails for a little bit cause I was still feeling uneasy about the whole thing. but then guy texts back a light hearted message and seems not to really care that I dont want to see him and I am happy for the rest of the night. See - i knew he wasn't that into me :)
I now think that handling unpleasant bussines via texting is my preffered method of operation. I mean think about it - lets say you sleep with your girl's sister - you dont want to face that fury immediatly but you do want to be honest ( or maybe not you cheating bastard) and tell your girl - just send a text, and hid eout for a few days until she calms down - perfect.
jump back 2 days - Wednesday about 6pm
I meet armando martinez out at Dillangham airfield so that we can take a flight in his little ultralight. I had never met the man before but had read an article about him and his flying deathtrap in a magazine. I emailed him and we made a date. At no pint in our communication did he mention a fee, and I hoped he was oding this out of his desire to share his passions with others.... stupid girl lol!
anyway so i find him in his hangar standing next to twolawnchairs with a glider on top and a lwanmower engine strapped to the back - seriously this is what it looked like. Luckily I had anticipated my nervousness and had taken a good shot of vodka while driving. I sit in the back lawn chair and he buckles a simple strap over my lap - no safety harness, no parachut in case of emergency, just a little seatbelt. Now this thing has no body, no sides, nothing to keep you in it, but i figure he knows what hes doing. he pulls the cord to start the lwnmower, sits between my legs and steers us onto the runway.
It was super windy - there where no other planes, gliders, not even a bird. I didn't really think anything of it until he mentioned it... along with the fact the wind would make things very bumpy but not to worry. Whenever someone tells me not to worry, i start wondering why did they say that ? should I be worrying? it's not a great way to start a flight
anyway, he speask greek at teh tower and then the little thing is hurtling us down the runway, sounding like its little engine is gonna explode and all of a sudden we are in the air - seriously no gentle angle upward, just up off the groung high in the air. I'm pretty logical about most things and so im not usually afariad of things people do all the time that may seem scary but are actually uite safe. This was not one of those thiongs - i was scared. This little flying scooter was starining into the wind trying to go up and forward and not getting anywhere. I thought we were going to plummet out of the sky and die. i grit my teeth and gave him the thumbs up sign every time he looked back at me thinking that god has been funning with me lately and that maybe this temptation for a good jke wuld be too much for him to reists.
Finally we angle out of the wind and the flying is smoother, easier, i can breath and enjoy the amazing sensation of being in the air with nothing between me and it. It was amazing, stunning, perfect - i dont have words to adeuately convay wjhat it was. he took us close to the mountains so we could feel thier updrafts, then back out toward the ocean. all too uickly he circled to land, cutting the negine completely, dropping out of the sky in place to "feel" the wind speed, and then angling us down to the earth, gliding in on teh wind. We came down fast and I thought it would be bumpy but it was so smooth. I was proud that i had done it, thrilled my experience, and looking forward to getting back home, when he circled the ultralight, started the motor again, and told me we where going up again. I wasn't crazy about another take off but hey, thats how you get into the air so whatever. We flew a total of three times and it was unforgettable. I reccomend everyone do tjis immediately.on par if not better than sky didving. seriously
So, anyway L has the great idea of sending him a text to do the deed. i think this is wussy and tell her so. But she knows me and she knows I will just continue with this quasi reltionship cause I wont say anything to the guy until im so over the thing that i turn into megabitch. So she convinces me to write the text and then to send it. I did, then bit my nails for a little bit cause I was still feeling uneasy about the whole thing. but then guy texts back a light hearted message and seems not to really care that I dont want to see him and I am happy for the rest of the night. See - i knew he wasn't that into me :)
I now think that handling unpleasant bussines via texting is my preffered method of operation. I mean think about it - lets say you sleep with your girl's sister - you dont want to face that fury immediatly but you do want to be honest ( or maybe not you cheating bastard) and tell your girl - just send a text, and hid eout for a few days until she calms down - perfect.
jump back 2 days - Wednesday about 6pm
I meet armando martinez out at Dillangham airfield so that we can take a flight in his little ultralight. I had never met the man before but had read an article about him and his flying deathtrap in a magazine. I emailed him and we made a date. At no pint in our communication did he mention a fee, and I hoped he was oding this out of his desire to share his passions with others.... stupid girl lol!
anyway so i find him in his hangar standing next to twolawnchairs with a glider on top and a lwanmower engine strapped to the back - seriously this is what it looked like. Luckily I had anticipated my nervousness and had taken a good shot of vodka while driving. I sit in the back lawn chair and he buckles a simple strap over my lap - no safety harness, no parachut in case of emergency, just a little seatbelt. Now this thing has no body, no sides, nothing to keep you in it, but i figure he knows what hes doing. he pulls the cord to start the lwnmower, sits between my legs and steers us onto the runway.
It was super windy - there where no other planes, gliders, not even a bird. I didn't really think anything of it until he mentioned it... along with the fact the wind would make things very bumpy but not to worry. Whenever someone tells me not to worry, i start wondering why did they say that ? should I be worrying? it's not a great way to start a flight
anyway, he speask greek at teh tower and then the little thing is hurtling us down the runway, sounding like its little engine is gonna explode and all of a sudden we are in the air - seriously no gentle angle upward, just up off the groung high in the air. I'm pretty logical about most things and so im not usually afariad of things people do all the time that may seem scary but are actually uite safe. This was not one of those thiongs - i was scared. This little flying scooter was starining into the wind trying to go up and forward and not getting anywhere. I thought we were going to plummet out of the sky and die. i grit my teeth and gave him the thumbs up sign every time he looked back at me thinking that god has been funning with me lately and that maybe this temptation for a good jke wuld be too much for him to reists.
Finally we angle out of the wind and the flying is smoother, easier, i can breath and enjoy the amazing sensation of being in the air with nothing between me and it. It was amazing, stunning, perfect - i dont have words to adeuately convay wjhat it was. he took us close to the mountains so we could feel thier updrafts, then back out toward the ocean. all too uickly he circled to land, cutting the negine completely, dropping out of the sky in place to "feel" the wind speed, and then angling us down to the earth, gliding in on teh wind. We came down fast and I thought it would be bumpy but it was so smooth. I was proud that i had done it, thrilled my experience, and looking forward to getting back home, when he circled the ultralight, started the motor again, and told me we where going up again. I wasn't crazy about another take off but hey, thats how you get into the air so whatever. We flew a total of three times and it was unforgettable. I reccomend everyone do tjis immediately.on par if not better than sky didving. seriously