GLBT Travelers - So I have no gay-dar...

As I was trying to get on standby on a short-haul flight between LAX and SFO, one of those "it happens when you stop looking" moments that people talk about happened. I started chatting up this guy who was also trying to get on standby and we ended up having a really good 40 minutes conversation before boarding the plane. I was definitely interested in him and my really bad gaydar told me that he was too. He told me that he was coming to town for business staying at a hotel a few blocks away from me, but as I have absolutely no gaydar whatsoever, I didn't know how to leave the conversation when we separated to go to our separate aisles.

Just thought I would see what people would say at this point in case the opportunity should come up again. I've never been good at this kind of thing...thought this might be a good place to see what people think.

I would say, "I enjoyed the chat, let's continue it since you will only be a few blocks away..." and offer your business card with your cell number on it. If he reciprocates, then you may be in :cool:

As I was trying to get on standby on a short-haul flight between LAX and SFO, one of those "it happens when you stop looking" moments that people talk about happened. I started chatting up this guy who was also trying to get on standby and we ended up having a really good 40 minutes conversation before boarding the plane. I was definitely interested in him and my really bad gaydar told me that he was too. He told me that he was coming to town for business staying at a hotel a few blocks away from me, but as I have absolutely no gaydar whatsoever, I didn't know how to leave the conversation when we separated to go to our separate aisles.

Just thought I would see what people would say at this point in case the opportunity should come up again. I've never been good at this kind of thing...thought this might be a good place to see what people think.

You could exchange phone numbers for starters. If he is visiting town, you could also suggest that if he would like, you could have lunch/dinner together. Lunch is usually a safer bet if you are nervous or unsure. I would probably just leave a message on the hotel phone reaffirming that you would like to get together. Perhaps a little forward, but then again my motto is, if you don't ask you don't get. The worse that can happen is a bruised ego if you get turned down.

I mean come on, LAX - SFO shuttle flight. The guy was gay. After moving here a few years ago, I now operate on the assumption that anyone who strikes up a conversation and does not mention their wife or girlfried is interested....

Hmm, I generally look for/ drop hints throughout the conversation. Something along the lines of:

"So your going to [City X], last time I was there my friends and I went to [Insert popular gay bar]..." and see how they respond. With a quick adjustment based on where I'm flying from/to this line has worked for me about 75% when trying to figure out if someone is gay or not. It probably helps that I have a small HRC emblem on my messenger bag.

Studio76 does have a point, especially for a 40 min conversation.

He told me that he was coming to town for business staying at a hotel a few blocks away from me, but as I have absolutely no gaydar whatsoever, I didn't know how to leave the conversation when we separated to go to our separate aisles.

I wish I was the person being told the other guy was staying in a hotel a few blocks from me, I would just say "Let's get together after we get off the plane"
:p , that is just me, although I never had that luck on any of my flights.

Most of the time usually I started the conversation to someone that is interesting from my gaydar, but usually end up I don't know if I should ask the person's phone # or email or not. While the other guy didn't say anything about getting together, or if they are thinking my intention to them.

I've had some very good 'gaydar' experiences while traveling. I agree with the previous posters...you need to be creative and not be shy about suggesting a follow up meeting (some of mine have been......interesting).

Case 1: Years ago flying SNA-DEN-CMH...waiting at the gate area for the Denver-Columbus flight, started talking to a cute guy. He sat a few rows in front of me in Y...kept looking back at me during the flight. We walked back to the rear galley where we struck up a conversation. He pulled out a piece of paper and asked me if I have ever been to any of these GAY bars in Columbus. :) I hadn't. Because of business engagements, we didn't have time to have a drink in Columbus. But he lived in Santa Barbara...and I drove up to visit him a few weeks later. You do the math.

Case 2 (my absolute best experience of meeting a guy while traveling): On a mileage run weekend to LHR. Major eye contact with a guy on the upper deck of the 744. We chat in the upper deck galley...find out that he's in LHR for the same amount of time as me (about 24 hours). He has posted on FT, but rarely. We discuss FT, and I mention that in addition to a MR, I was celebrating my birthday in London. He asks me how old I am....I tell him...and he says "I can't believe that you're XX with your boyish good looks." Game over! Upon landing, we took the Heathrow Express into Central London....and then cabbed it to his hotel. We met again later in the day for some beers on Compton street. And to top it all off...we met up in the London Lounge before our flight back to the US (we were on the same flight). We said a proper goodbye to each other in Shower Room #4 in the London Lounge.

Tune up your gaydar...it can be very beneficial.

awc4, at least you had a conversation with the guy... I wouldn't even have even uttered a word.

My GayDar is definitely NOT working at all. I tend to go ga-ga over the straight ones....!

RATS! :eek:

We said a proper goodbye to each other in Shower Room #4 in the London Lounge.
Gay or straight, is this legit? Do couples share bathing facilities in these airport clubs? I've always gone separate.

Gay or straight, is this legit? Do couples share bathing facilities in these airport clubs? I've always gone separate.

Gee, I always used to share when I travelled with my ex. It would just seem silly and a bit of a waste of resources not to. I.e. He can shower while I'm brushing my teeth and vice versa.

Of course, we were just showering and freshening up. Not sure how I'd feel about using the shower if the people ahead of me ... [CENSORED for "graphic" content. :rolleyes: ]

This is hard for me, too. There are times I make extended eye contact with someone, but I don't know if they're interested or if they think that I'm staring at them and are trying to figure out why.

Plus, what are the chances that we're from/going to the same place?

<sigh> By the way, not everyone you think 'looks' straight is. I try to gay it up, but I can't afford Prada (and wouldn't wear it if I could). ;)

OK, this is an interesting thread to me, because my gaydar seems to have gotten rusty. Two examples where I just didn't "get it" until it was too late...

1) I'm on a flight IAH to ATL, and there's like only one cute young guy on the plane. We made eye contact as he boarded, but that's about it. Then, after we land, i kinda go stand next to him at baggage claim, and yeah, he's pretty good looking. After that, I'm on the rental car shuttle, and who gets on the bus...you guessed it! And where does he sit? Right next to me! He strikes up a conversation about what am I doing in ATL, where am I staying, etc., but he says he works in plant maintenance for a refining company, and my gaydar says that's way too butch for a gay boy. Also while on the shuttle bus, he asks when I'm returning to Houston, and I tell him my flight. He says he's on the next later CO flight the same day. Well, 4 days later, I get to the gate for my return flight, and guess who's sitting there? You guessed it! He tells me he changed his flight to be on mine. One problem though, my b/f had flown into ATL for the weekend to join me and was on the return flight as well. Kinda shot the poor boy's plans ( if any) straight down the loo, and of course I had to explain to my partner who the hell this guy was that wanted to be on the same flight as me, LOL! But I promise, until he showed up at the gate for the return flight I never seriously thought he was gay!
2) I'm in line to use a bank ATM in Rio de Janeiro on a busy street in Ipanema. This absolutely gorgeous guy in the line behind me asks if he's in the right line for the foreign card machines, and various other small talk. Turns out he's a student from Tuscany. One of the most beautiful guys I've seen as well. Anyway, I get my cash,and exit down the sidewalk. About halfway down the block, the Italian student runs up from behind me and asks what I'm planning to do that day ( it was morning). I told him I was going to see the Christ Statue. He responds, "oh, I was thinking of soaking up the sun on the beach and wanted to see if you were doing the same". And blockhead me, says no, as he turns to the right and heads for the beach, never to be seen again.
So, you're not the only one who needs to fine tune his gaydar!

About halfway down the block, the Italian student runs up from behind me and asks what I'm planning to do that day ( it was morning). I told him I was going to see the Christ Statue. He responds, "oh, I was thinking of soaking up the sun on the beach and wanted to see if you were doing the same". And blockhead me, says no, as he turns to the right and heads for the beach, never to be seen again.
So, you're not the only one who needs to fine tune his gaydar!
:confused:

How the heck did you miss this one? :D

Airports CAN be sexy! Wouldn't you like to be stuck with the perfect stranger in a 2-5-2 configuration? With the FF laws, he will prob be seating the furthest from you and you'll be stuck with the demon-baby-from-hell. :p

For me, it was BKK-SIN on the gayest airline (QF of course). Guy checked me out at the check-out line. And we proceeded to spend the next 5 hours in a whirlwind romance and joined the mile high club (the toliets at the back of the 747 are VERY roomy!!!)


Of course, we were just showering and freshening up. Not sure how I'd feel about using the shower if the people ahead of me had indulged in any ...er... "protein spills."

Oh.. woops.. didn't know. My bf and I will clean up after ourselves in the UA lounges in SFO, LAX, NRT, HKG and JFK then as well as the CX lounges in HKG and SIN then. Sorry... things happens when he drops the soap. :D

Gay or straight, is this legit? Do couples share bathing facilities in these airport clubs? I've always gone separate.

When my S.O. and I flew SFO-LHR on Virgin in UpperClass a few years ago, we used the arrivals lounge for showers. I didn't think either of us are particularly obvious, but I guess from the way we interacted, the attendant (female) asked us if we preferred sharing a shower room. SHE had great gaydar. And just in case you were wondering, we opted for seperate rooms. After 10 years together, we've shared too many bathrooms to take her up on the offer.

Yeah, you're right...I should've known better. I'm kicking myself for not saying anything, as he was after all going out in West Hollywood. Like I said, I was going to try to talk to him after the flight, but I wasn't able to catch up with him and I had to wait to claim my luggage when I landed at LAX.

Glad to hear though that I am not the only one who's experience this and it's also been great reading about the more successful stories.

Reading all the stories here I think I should take some lessons in getting gay-dar ... :rolleyes: :( :D

Only because I love telling this story so much...

This was a few years ago when I was newer to dating guys and I didn't really know the signals. I'm afraid I still don't, but that's for another time.

I was in the gate area in ATL waiting for my flight to PHL. I was reading a book, when this tall, gorgeous guy walks into the area. I am in one of those seats where there are 5 connected together. No one else is in the row. He sits in the seat right next to me, and pivots his body so he is basically looking right at me.

I have no idea what to do, so I keep reading my book. They started to board by rows (I was in Row 10). They finally board the front section, as I stand up, he does too! Somehow he gets in the queue a bit faster than me. Thank god for those DL boarding card readers. Even though they just called Row 10-15 for boarding, his card scans for Row 29!

Once aboard, I had some time to come up with a plan. I devised that I would deplane, exit the jetway and wait for him. He had some school paraphenalia on so it was a good chance he went to my school. Strike up a convo, see if he wanted to share a cab back to campus, etc.

I get atop the jetway and my roommie decided to surprise me and pick me up at the airport :rolleyes:

Never saw him again. Moral of the story: Don't wait to deplane to make a move!

I have absolutely no gaydar whatsoever when it comes to flying. To be honest, I probably look so bloody grumpy when I am on a plane returning from a business trip that most people dare not even approach me ..... which is a shame because (I think) that I am a nice guy !!

I did get the phone number of a male member of BA cabin crew on my first GCM to LGW flight a few years back but unfortunately nothing came of it. And despite my best efforts, me ex was NOT interested in joining the mile high club when we flew down to SYD last year for mardi gras .... there was me thinking that getting him drunk in BA's wonderful F cabin would also get him frisky !! But we had a good night hug and kiss on the cheek when the lights were down :)

Next time, try to change seat assignments so that you can sit next to the guy! Or, if the flight is full, wait for him after you deplane.

If you could tell he enjoyed talking to you, I'm sure he would have been pleased having you next to him on the flight.

Like someone else pointed out, you should have given him your business card or contact information. People do that all the time.

I met my current bf on a flight from PHL to LAX a year ago, and we have been together since. Despite the long-distance factor, we are both frequent flyers and have made it work.

So the point is, life is unpredictable, but good things do happen, however, you need to reach out to other people so that they know you are interested.

I've had a couple of experiences on flights. One was a very friendly COEX flight attendant on a IAH-DAL run who saw me reading a copy of The Advocate during the boarding process. I was in seat 2A right up front so he struck up a conversation. After the flight he tracked me down in the terminal to say he hoped I'd be on another one of his flights very soon. I should have asked for his number but he really wasn't my type and I wasn't that interested.

Several years before that, on a DFW-IAH flight I had a first class seat and the guy next to me saw that I was reading a gay book. Don't remember which one, but he struck up a conversation about the book. I found him quite attractive but I had been out and dating guys for just over a year and wasn't very confident about asking a stranger out. It didn't help that I was quite exhausted after a long but fun weekend at a college reunion. We got off the plane without me knowing if he lived in Houston or Dallas or much else. It's a shame too because if that happened today I would have handled it quite differently.

Then there was the cute male flight attendant on a IAH-DTW flight. He had a wedding ring on but was definitely not straight. He saw me with a copy of the Houston Voice and started a conversation, during which he mentioned his partner. The rest of the flight he checked back with me several times to see if I wanted another drink or more pretzels or anything else. I don't think there was anything more than a desire to be friendly and helpful to another member of the family there, especially since he made it known he was taken. But it was nice to get some extra attention.

me reading a copy of The Advocate . . .
the guy next to me saw that I was reading a gay book.. . .
He saw me with a copy of the Houston Voice


When I am in a more cruisy mood, I have found that those subtle forms of 'advertising' will bring out the gayboys while travelling (and repel the homophobes).

Also, if you don't feel you can be forwarded enough to see 'Let's get together for lunch', etc., you can sort of leave it open by saying 'You're staying at Hotel X? There is a great bar/restaurant (doesn't even have to be a gay one) right down the street. In fact, I was planning to go there for happy hour at 6:00. Maybe I'll see you there." All you need to do is wait there a half-hour or so. If interested, he'll show up. If not, all you invested is a half-hour and a drink -- and maybe hook up with the cute bartender. ;)

When I am in a more cruisy mood, I have found that those subtle forms of 'advertising' will bring out the gayboys while travelling (and repel the homophobes).

For the record, this works no matter your proclivities. Met some fascinating people while headed to SFO this past summer. Networked in so many ways!! ;)

On one business trip a few years back, I was on a short hop from IAH-MSY and the entirely all male group of FA's was all standing around the boarding area. As soon as I boarded I looked up and they were all looking. Now if you couldn't figure that one out...well, I really feel sorry for ya. I smiled politely and made a comment that it sure looks friendly on board today. They all smiled back... ;)

As I was trying to get on standby on a short-haul flight between LAX and SFO, one of those "it happens when you stop looking" moments that people talk about happened. I started chatting up this guy who was also trying to get on standby and we ended up having a really good 40 minutes conversation before boarding the plane. I was definitely interested in him and my really bad gaydar told me that he was too. He told me that he was coming to town for business staying at a hotel a few blocks away from me, but as I have absolutely no gaydar whatsoever, I didn't know how to leave the conversation when we separated to go to our separate aisles.

Just thought I would see what people would say at this point in case the opportunity should come up again. I've never been good at this kind of thing...thought this might be a good place to see what people think.

This savvy traveler would have immediately said, "hey that's down the street from me! Here's my number, if you find some free time, give me a call, let's have a cup of java or lunch and continue our conversation." That's all you would need!

Hey, I'm in WeHo all the time...are you goodlooking? <GRIN>

When I am in a more cruisy mood, I have found that those subtle forms of 'advertising' will bring out the gayboys while travelling (and repel the homophobes).


Hmmm... thanks for the suggestions. Perhaps this will help compensate for my nearly non-existent gaydar.

Here's my story from last night:

so i flew home yesterday..and sent my friend Ron an email saying "there is a cute boy here in the airport". He was like 6 feet tall and had pierced ears and had a piercing under his lip (no idea what that is called) wearing corduroy pants and a ambercrombie sweater. I called him a preppy punk becuase his hair was almost shaved and he had nice eyes. I saw him on the other side of the airport and saw him trot off to the bathroom, when he came back he took the chair next to me, so i sat down . He made some idle chit chat to get me to talk to him and we ended up really talking it was fun. Turns out he had been drinking a bottle of wine before flying, and was REALLY nervous and hates to fly. So we talk more and somehow it comes up we should sit together, so I go and take the seat next to him on the little regional jet but some obnoxious guy will not trade for my seat (1F) because of its lack of overhead space. So the person sitting next to me is a flight attendant and she trades with us, so now we find me sitting next to super hot guy in 1D and 1F in the bulkhead row. So basically i got to snuggle up against him the whole flight and he kept his leg next to mine the whole flight, and for some reason after he had another glass of wine (free mind you, i think the f/a thought it was cute that he traded to sit next to me) he drew me some sort of picture. He said at one point that he finds "men's and womens bodies attractive as long as he isn't fat". Somehow i learned he was a gymnast too. He is in some band in orlando called "Exit the Ride" which he said that their site will be up soon . So as the plane was landing i was reassuring him again and rubbed his leg a bit, and left my hand there, obviously no issue with that.

He had a tight connection to Orlando so i offered to walk him from the F gates to the B gates (because had he missed his flight he could have of course stayed over at my house!) , so i got him safely on the next flight after a nice hug. He was totally cute and how fun is it to sorta flirt and have fun with a cute guy on your flight..he certainly didn't mind sharing the armrest with my arm.

he gave me his email and his phone number too!

catwood:

hopefully, there is a chapter 2 to this story.

and hopefully, you will share it

good luck!

..... He is in some band in orlando called "Exit the Ride" ......

Well, I guess that answers THAT question! ;)

You go Chris!

(Especially before he has to date someone like Cameron Diaz to prove to the world! Hahaha.)

(Has he ever been to PSP? Hmmmm...)

he could just be a touchy feely HOT straight guy. I tend to wrap him into the "drunk i could be bi so i will snuggle on a CRJ"

Either way we are practically dating...

he could just be a touchy feely HOT straight guy. I tend to wrap him into the "drunk i could be bi so i will snuggle on a CRJ"

Either way we are practically dating...

ho ho ho :D

ho ho ho :D

Please don't use such derogatory names to self identify yourself on flyertalk or I shall have to report you! :)

It's a fun story and you know it.

Catwood, that's a really nice story. I'm sure it made the ride on the jungle jet more than comfortable =)

Please don't use such derogatory names to self identify yourself on flyertalk or I shall have to report you! :)

Kinky :cool: :eek:

That I will not disagree with..and i'm sure there are some flyertalkers that can back me up :)

Another fun story. I saw a guy when i flew down to SJO that i thought was wearing a tshirt a little to tight..and lo and behold my friend and I ran into him at L'Avispa at the end of my trip.

I even had a 'mo try to upgrade me once with SWU's on a flight to AMS (and i swear i saw him flying this past year somewhere else). At the time I had my own SWU's, but now probably would accept the favor!

Yes, all great stories!

Chris, my PSP question was more a wistful musing that he could be INVITED to Palm Springs! (Especially since you are practically dating! ;) )

He was like 6 feet tall and had pierced ears and had a piercing under his lip (no idea what that is called) wearing corduroy pants and a Abercrombie sweater.

Labret piercing.

I never ended up in this type of situation to figure this out, though I did have a couple (who ended up on my same flight) say something to me at the PHL USAirways Club. I had something with a rainbow on it and they complimented me. I probably should have paid more attention, but I was more intent on where I was going or who I was going to visit. :)

I just discovered this forum today! I need to venture out of the Delta forum a bit more! Great advice on the gaydar. Sadly, there are no hot boys flying in "F" class on DL out of SLC. All are married 45+ year olds on business trips. The one time I had a cute, well dressed boy next to me in first class; I sadly found out he was married when he called his wife to say he was boarding the plane. Oh well, at least I had some eye candy for the SLC-DFW flight :) I guess the true gay boys find it hard to fly Mon AM and Fri PM. Too early, or cuts too much into the club time ;)

When I get stuck in coach, I can usually find some cute gay boys on the SLC-JFK flights. Had to venture to the lavs and the gay boys always make a point to stare as I walk by, or as any boy walks by it seemed...lol. It's funny that sometimes gay boys can pick each other out and stare at each other in public, just like when your dog sees another dog across the street. Your dog will stop, stare for a while, and sometimes the dogs will run to each other and sniff each others... well you get the point.

Here's my story from last night:

So as the plane was landing i was reassuring him again and rubbed his leg a bit, and left my hand there, obviously no issue with that.



I'll be on a CRJ in about 2 hours! I'm praying for something like this. :D

This is a completely hot story!

Labret piercing.


This talk of piercings reminded me of a story I'd not thought of in a long while. In December 1999, just several months after first coming out, I made a trip to San Francisco for a few days with two friends. They were flying to SFO from Dallas, and I was coming from Houston. I showed up that morning at IAH to check in for my flight and was wearing a new pair of shoes that I had not flown in before that set off the metal detectors. When I stepped over to the area for further screening, another guy was already there so I had to wait a couple of minutes for the screener to finish checking him. Well, the screener was using the hand wand and the only place it beeped was right over this guy's pelvic region in the front. He had already removed his belt so it obviously wasn't the belt buckle. The male screener apparently didn't want to get too personal with this guy but was intrigued as to why the detector was going off only in that one spot. I might add that the passenger being screened was wearing some pretty tight pants that would have made it hard to conceal an actual weapon. Well finally the passenger giggles and says "I have a PA." The screener says "You have a what?" The passenger then goes on to explain, in fairly graphic detail, what exactly a Prince Albert is and the size of the metal object in his pants. The screener gets kind of red in the face and stutters and says "I think you can go on to your flight now." The screener then calls me up and looks me dead in the eyes and says "Please tell me you don't have one of those things too." I started laughing and said that I hated needles and there was no way I could ever have something like that done. He quickly checked me out with the hand wand, inspected my shoes that set off the metal detector and say I was good to go. I head on down to my gate and there at the gate is Mr. PA along with his boyfriend. They were going to SFO as well and were having a good laugh about the security screener and his reaction to the news as to what was setting off the metal detector.

Of course I have to wonder... how big was this piercing and what type of metal had he inserted "down there" that would set off the metal detectors like that?!?

Well a few years ago, I "met" a guy who had a ladder down his parts....we're not talking about the stocking sort. 7 horizontal rods on the underside of his tool, and a pretty mean looking PA at the end as well.

He said he'd never set off a metal detector yet...and this was after 9/11 too!

A few months ago I was on a flight SYD-WLG (Sydney to Wellington, New Zealand), in my usual window seat in the 2nd row of economy. The seat next to me was blocked, and on the aisle was a slim guy in his late 30s / early 40s who on cursory examination set the gaydar bleeping gently. I'm happily in a monogamous relationship, so was just absent-mindedly window-shopping, as you do. Shortly after take-off they came around with the arrival documentation for New Zealand, and I noticed that he was about to get up to get his passport (which would be awkward, because by that time the drinks trolleys were blocking the aisle etc) in order to enter his details on the form, so I leaned over and pointed out that AirNZ boarding passes actually show your passport number, so no need to get up. (Geeky I know, but also useful, and you'd be surprised how few people ever notice.) Anyway, we chat a little, during which it turns out that he's English, newly settled in Australia and is going to NZ for the first time on business. Having done my good deed and satisfied a bit of token curiosity, I then turn my attention to the meal and the movie and assume that's that (especially knowing how reticent the English can often be).

Anyway, later in the flight he makes a point of engaging me in conversation again. We then had a really interesting chat, all about how NZ and Australia are different, and I was recommending good cafes and restaurants in Wellington, and he was telling me about how he'd also lived in NYC and San Francisco. We also talked about the English, and how New Zealanders and Aussies were both similar and different to the English, and I said my boyfriend was English, whereupon he referred to his wife and kids. I was a bit surprised by that, and figured that the gaydar must be rustier than I thought... 5.5 years of being in a relationship probably does that to you! :) Anyway, we'd had such a great conversation that we ended up swapping business cards.

A few weeks later he got in touch by email and we made a vague plan to get together for a coffee after I got back from a RTW I was about to set off on. Then, a few weeks later, the next I heard from him was an email saying he was off to Wellington again and could I recommend and good gay bars!? That certainly piqued my curiosity, so we finally ended up having that coffee on his return - turned out that he's married with kids but yes, he's gay and always has been, and he lives an uncomfortable double life, though his wife now knows about it. He wasn't trying to pick me up, I think he was just relieved to make a gay acquaintance in a new city. But the moral of the story is, trust your gaydar... even if he is wearing a wedding ring! :p

I just discovered this forum today! I need to venture out of the Delta forum a bit more!

Welcome DLmedalliongold! Now that things are so Simple over at DL, you can venture out and have some fun!

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So, a while back, before I boarded a flight I quickly scaned the gate area to see who caused a blip on the radar. There was one hunky gent in particular... after a quick glance of the boarding card in his hand, I quietly asked the GA to reseat me. Once onboard the fun RJ we chatted up, etc. Then the sun began to set and since I was in B and he was in A, I had to lean over so see out. In the process I planted a hand on his knee (for support ;) )... to get the best view out the window, you know those low RJ windows. At that point, his warm arm went around my shoulder and the rest of the flight was quite cozy (and innocent). It was a beautiful two hour romance that made a boring flight quite nice!

Did he have a buzz cut and a labret?

ehhe

Welcome DLmedalliongold! Now that things are so Simple over at DL, you can venture out and have some fun!


Thanks for the Welcome! I'm here at DFW right now, three Texas beers into the evening... Cute boys seated behind me. It can't help but be a great evening flight home!

I have a few stories I could relate, but I'll share this one...

I was returning from Europe, connecting through ORD. My final leg home was a domestic dinner flight sitting in F. Beginning with pre-departure drinks the #1 FA and I made eye contact. It was a full flight, with someone in the aisle seat next to me. From my seat I was able to keep eye contact with him even as he stood in the galley... and he could with me. We caught each other doing this numerous times.

Everyone sitting in F enjoyed good service from an enthusiastic crew (this was a few years back when F was staffed with two.) although it seemed my glass never was less than half full.

All that eye contact, but not one opportunity to have a "conversation." The other FA had parked herself in the jumpseat after dinner service, so a visit to the lav wouldn't afford the opportunity for a few private words. And it seemed my seatmate was glued to his aisle seat, never once needing to stretch his legs.

FINALLY, my seatmate took his long overdue trip to the lav.

In a blink of an eye #1 was sitting next to me, inquiring with the normal chit chat: "Do you fly a lot? Blah Blah Blah" The first question wasn't yet fully asked before my pen was inking exchanged phone numbers!

While we did speak on our drive home.... seperately... the hour was too late for any diversions.

But we did eventually get together. Let me just say... that if the TSA saw what I got to see and enjoy... then they would BAN him from aircraft--- for carrying a leathal weapon! :p

very amusing :)

This talk of piercings reminded me of a story I'd not thought of in a long while. In December 1999, just several months after first coming out, I made a trip to San Francisco for a few days with two friends. <...snip...> Well, the screener was using the hand wand and the only place it beeped was right over this guy's pelvic region in the front. He had already removed his belt so it obviously wasn't the belt buckle. The male screener apparently didn't want to get too personal with this guy but was intrigued as to why the detector was going off only in that one spot. I might add that the passenger being screened was wearing some pretty tight pants that would have made it hard to conceal an actual weapon. Well finally the passenger giggles and says "I have a PA."

As the one that defined the piercing earlier, I'll say that this specific issue sometimes comes up when the b/f and I are traveling, though usually the metal detector doesn't go off. When stopped, the TSA has insisted that they have to scan without the beeping going off. They want to send people off to "take care of the issue" and then come back, but that takes too long so we'll just say that it was taken care of right in front of them (you can just pull a Zoolander moment) and they can scan again and not get a beep.

We just get a hoot out of it and enjoy that TSA also gets to be inconvenienced rather than just us.

When stopped, the TSA has insisted that they have to scan without the beeping going off. They want to send people off to "take care of the issue" and then come back, but that takes too long so we'll just say that it was taken care of right in front of them (you can just pull a Zoolander moment) and they can scan again and not get a beep.
I don't get it.. :confused:

A long, long time ago, I flew from LGA to San Antonio via DFW. I had been freshly minted as a Gold w/AA (at that time, Gold was the highest one could achieve) and had put my name on the waitlist for an upgrade but the flight was full and the GA told me that I had almost no chance of being upgraded.

I boarded the flight, settled down in my Coach seat and prepared for take-off. Then my name was called, asking that I gather all of my possessions and come to the front. They had found a 1st class seat for me. Hurrah!

I sit in the window seat next to Mr. Perfect. Tall, handsome and a real hunk. Gay-dar takes a nano-second to kick in…. for both of us.

Mr. Pefect is an M.D. with a thriving practice in Westchester, a house and a dog. The whole 9 yards. He and the other Mr. Perfect are separated. And he swears that it ‘s over. OVER! All this before the plane door had closed.

This is love, n’est-ce pas? Not just sex and lust but love, sez I to moi.

The FA asks what kind of a drink I want. Double vodka, I reply. To paraphrase La Davis, it’s time to fasten my seatbelts because this is gonna be some ride!

The plane is taking off and all of New York City lies below me and he proposes that we meet in NYC upon our return at La Grenouille, one of the best French restaurants in the town. And a trip to the Caribbean. My mind is on Tiffany’s, moving to Westchester and becoming Dr. Perfect’s Significant Other.

We’re barely at 10,000 feet and his hands are all over me. Not that I object but why the rush? Hey, it takes 3 hours to fly to DFW!

Without being very graphic (remember that JustinMSP’s report on his trip to Thai bars was censored), a good time was had by all. I had previously (on National Airlines back in the 70s) joined the Mile-High Club w/a gentleman caller from New Orleans but this was Dr. Perfect’s debut, sotospeak.

Upon arrival in DFW, Dr. Perfect escorts me to the departure gate for San Antonio and plants a big wet one on me, right in front of all those Texas Longhorns. And this was the 80’s.

Part 2: Upon my return to NYC, Dr. P and I do, in fact, dine at La Grenouille. And several other hoity-toity restaurants where one dines, one does not eat. And we went to the Caribbean. And more.

All is going well and we are now an item UNTIL 4 months down the road, Dr. Perfect decides that he is going to go back to the other Mr. Perfect. Not because he loves him but because they own too much in common: the house, the place on the island, the Caribbean getaway, etc. etc. etc. and he would lose too much in the divorce.

Who’d a thunk it?

The moral of the story: I haven’t a clue.

Finally a bite tonight...

Here at the Courtyard Marriott Copley Square in Boston, I spied a cute boy working at the front desk when I returned from the day's activities. After dropping my things in my room I headed downstairs to inquire about the missing ironing board from my room. As he assured me he'd find one and bring it to me, he took the time to complement me on my sweater, saying how good the colors looked on me to which I replied "oh, well thank you for noticing!" LOL :D The rest of the evening has been flirtatious conversations especially when I headed down to the workout room, but I'm here until Sunday, so we'll see what happens.

Fraternizing with the guests is against some hotel policies. I did tell one fellow that management should be happy he's keeping me entertained -- I'm a SPG Plat ;)