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Leaving on a Jet Plane...

6/27/2017

 
Work is out for the summer, and I should be elated. However, I am not feeling the freedom part of my vacation time yet. Bag disasters, plantar fasciitis flare-ups and a minor car crash lead to a full on anxiety attack. On Saturday, some guy backed into my car while attempting an illegal u-turn, even though I was laying on my horn. He smashed my headlight and bumper, but I was not hurt. (Just one more thing to take care of before I leave the country for six weeks.)

Saturday was the NYC Dyke March, my favorite yearly protest. This year, I decided to step it up a notch and be trained as a marshal, (and I convinced my pal Elvis to join in the marshal fun). Despite the car crash, I made it to the train and to the march on time to sign in and receive my official tee-shirt.

It was the perfect day for the march, not too hot or humid and it didn't pour like previous years. (Pictures posted below.) After the march and shenanigans I made my journey home. By the time I arrived home, my plantar fasciitis had flared up so badly that I limped up the back steps to my apartment. I wasn't prepared for the site when I pulled off my socks and shoes. My foot was so swollen and puffed up that I had no arch, and no visible lines on the bottom of my foot. 

I spent Monday running around like a loon, getting estimates on the damage to my car ($1200), visiting the chiropractor to rehab my foot, and doing last minute things. Tuesday evening is here, my bags are packed, my checklist is completed and I am as ready as I am going to be. Our flight leaves for Fort Lauderdale at 8 in the morning, with a layover before we arrive in Peru tomorrow night. Whooooooo-hooooo, ready or not, here I go.

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    Hi, I'm Reverend J, a queer+ sober wanderer, activist, writer and ordained minister.

    To pay my bills and support my travels, l toil 7-3 as an educator. 

    ​Although I collected many tales as a wild drunken solo female over the years, my globetrotting adventures continued throughout my recovery from alcohol and drugs, which began in 2004. 

    Throughout my travels I've noticed there aren't many other sober queer folx on the road. I hope to connect with others while on the road, and be a connector for others as well. Booze isn't necessary to have a good time.

    One of my passions is plants and making herbal medicine. I studied herbal medicine with Wild Gather in Hudson, NY, and in Orlando with The Florida School of Holistic Living.

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