The Traveling
As per usual, flying proved to be an adventure. This time, however, I was ready for it. Got a nice buzz going before I left. Everything was carefully packed in order to avoid checking any bags. (Also preventing my bag from being lost…) I wore flip flops to avoid the whole take-your-shoes-off nonsense. Wore sweats and tank top for maximum airplane-seat-sleeping comfort (isn’t that an oxymoron?!?) I checked in for my flight at home and printed my boarding passes. The flight was departing at 11:10 pm, so I was at the airport by nearly 10. Everything went swimmingly. Security did deem it necessary to inspect my laptop. But the security officer kept it light. He said I looked fresh and ready to start my weekend. Oh…he had NO IDEA what was in store for luvtick. Luvtick had no idea what was in store for luvtick! (I did, however, have a pretty good idea…)
I made it to the gate and eventually on the aircraft. I was SO tired…nerves from the entire day, the wait was finally over….OMG….Flight attendants prepared their final cabin checks and the cabin door was closed. I was comfy in my seat and promptly fell asleep as soon as we pushed away from the gate. The last thing I remembered seeing was the sign on the tarmac: “R1.” We were off to Atlanta. YAY! A while later, I was startled awake by the piercingly loud screech of the flight attendant’s voice over the speaker. I looked out the window and had to double take…was that the SAME SIGN I saw like an hour ago?? Were we still on the ground? In the SAME PLACE? Yes, yes, and yes. This time it was not the weather keeping me on the ground…it was a leaky valve in the galley. A leaky valve that caused us to sit on the tarmac until we could get back to the terminal for a maintenance person to fix said leaky valve. It took 2 hours to get to an open terminal gate and only 10 minutes to fix the valve. Wouldn’t want a mutiny on our hands if there was no coffee….
Anticipation levels for this trip had been increasingly difficult to manage. Now I was sitting on the plane, waiting to leave. I knew who would be waiting for me…the countdown on my cell phone calendar told me there were no more days to wait! Yet, now I would most likely miss my flight to Philadelphia. That meant waiting for the next flight….argh….oh well. I have endured much more than this! It always proves fruitful in the end, doesn’t it?
Upon arriving in Atlanta, I went to the airline representative waiting for all of us (those of us with missed connections, that is) and he confirmed that my flight to PHL had already left and could I please step over to the counter to get my new boarding pass for my new flight. The next flight did not leave for THREE hours! I called Bong to tell him not to leave Baltimore just yet. He said it would be nice if I could just fly to Baltimore. I told him I’d call him back in 5 minutes, went back to the counter and asked about any flights to Baltimore. The man said there was one leaving in 35 minutes. I’LL TAKE IT! I ranasfastasicouldtotheDterminal and I actually made the flight! Yay! That shaved it down to only a 1 hour delay. Woohoo! I just may get to see Basjoe USA! In person! Been there virtually, hundreds of times….
When the plane arrived in Baltimore, it was all I could do to calmly walk to the exit. (I know he’s there. I know he’s there. I know he’s there………….) remember to breathe…remember to walk, don’t run….which way? This way….turn the corner….holy shit….THERE HE IS!!!!!!! Fuck the people in front of me! I ran past everyone, knocking down old ladies and babies on the way: GET OUT OF MY WAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly, all the hours of travel didn’t matter…I was in the arms of my Bong. Our lips rediscovered each other. Our hearts melted together once again. The smiles on our faces illuminated the entire airport. Life can sure be sweet sometimes. Savor each and every one that comes your way! Take your spankings and everything suddenly works. Good things happen to us and all who surround us.
We were in Baltimore. I asked for coffee since I hadn’t had any yet. We went over to Dunkin Donuts and got coffees…then…a surprise trip to Basjoe USA! Yay! I got to be inside the rooms I have seen so many times! I even got to do a bong hit from bongs I’ve seen being hit by others! Sadly, Stompy did not make an appearance. Having been a surprise guest, I do not harbor any ill feelings towards him. He was out catching rodents, most likely. Life is grand. After a couple of bong hits and a couple of kisses, we began the journey to New York. What a cruel joke…waiting 6 months to see each other…flying for hours and hours…and now we had a 3 hour drive to the hotel…I’ve waited this long…no one does build-up like we do build-up….
The car was maneuvered to the toll roads and we were off. True to his style, Bong whipped out a case of cones…16 strains from which to choose (each carefully labeled)…the choice was made. ARMAGEDDON. Let the smoke-out begin. Smooooooth….taaaaasty……now I’m stoned. And we only smoked part of the cone. Now the drive was that much more sweet. Swirls of thick white smoke began to fill the car to capacity. Seat belts did little to refrain me from enjoying my driver…Maryland was soon behind us. Delaware made a small guest appearance and was behind us too. New Jersey was finally in our sites. Tom Tom told us we were almost at the hotel. Finally! We arrived and checked in.
We got our key and made our way to Room 125. (hmm...nice big bed..) Gear was unloaded. Like magic, a bong appeared, with a full hitter. We ripped through the bong hits…and proceeded to rip each other to shreds…..We sure did miss each other…
Now that we got that out of our systems (for a minute), we needed to get ready to head over to New York Hardcore Tattoos. Luvtick was getting a new tattoo…Bong was getting a new tattoo and a touch-up….people were anxiously awaiting the legendary NAIL/SPOON demos…(me too…I had only SEEN the nail…) Back in the car….ahhhhh……I am happy…
Next installment: NYHC Tattoos meets THE NAIL; people get more stoned than they ever imagined….
USBONGLORD and luvtick destroy NYC
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cattales1960
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https://www.coffeeshopdirect.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=7394cattales1960 wrote:Sounds like you had a good time. Are you and bong an item?
Stoner chicks RULE
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USbongLord
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we are an item..like a jar,or a unicorn that shits her name in starsluvtick wrote:https://www.coffeeshopdirect.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=7394cattales1960 wrote:Sounds like you had a good time. Are you and bong an item?
rockin into the night
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