|Pat and me right here in Delaware (my driveway, his car)|
Here we go again folks! Ron is getting ready to fly again. This time I go on the big bird to California.
I'm leaving January 7th and returning January 17th. I'll meet my Canadian pal Pat in Los Angeles on the 7th.
We will be staying at a place (Pat calls it a "Clown House" because of it's colorful decor, minimalist that he is) in West Hollywood. Oh yes, West Hollywood. Century City. Sunset Strip. Where else would you expect to gay guys to stay, albeit very old gay guys (we still count).
|Pat and I in Philly last year on the street where I used to live|
Now for the packing. I got my overhead luggage size suitcase out and packed it with ten days worth of underwear and socks. Normally I take half my closet with me but Pat has persuaded me to go minimalist this time and he does have a point. In the past, when I've taken a half a dozen shirts or pullovers, I rarely wear them. So this time:
One pull over
One pair of pants (the ones that I'm wearing)
And as Bugs Bunny says "That's All Folks!" We shall see.
Of course I'm taking some toiletries and my prescription drugs but no razor. I will take my Macbook Pro laptop and my my extra iPhone for additional videos and photos that I don't want splashed all over the Internet via iCloud (think about it).
|Pat and I in Toronto last summer - I'll be back!|
This is me and Pat's first trip together. Pat has visited me in Delaware four times and I visited him last summer in Toronto. I plan to go back this summer. Toronto is a terrific city that I fell in love with. Pat is also coming down this spring to visit and maybe this summer (if I can talk him into it).
So why am I making all these trips? Well for one thing I've put off making trips most of my life. There was always "tomorrow", right? Well, "tomorrow" is here. All too soon time goes by, we lose friends and then there is no time for a trip. I may have a lot of years left, or a few years but what I do know, that as long as I have the time, health and money, I'm going on these trips. And who better to go on them with than my counterpart, Pat.
|Pat and me at the Brickside Grille at Eagleview, Pennsylvania|