My first holiday miracleย 

Yes I don’t really do holidays… Nor am I a Christian.. but, I do know around holiday time (November – December) most humans tend to get “jolly”; the holiday spirit if you will.

A few days after Thanksgiving. Also marking the 1 year mark from the first time I stepped foot on NYC soil… Err, um concrete.

So typical travel dysfunctional morning Iman type of Tuesday. Over sleeps, forgets to purchase ticket, gets lost in subway, can’t find gate etc.

This morning trying return home was as always planned out relatively easy and every goal seemed to be accomplishable. Nope. Of course not. Too easy.

One of my biggest pet peeves of traveling is waking up TOO early. Too early to get ready but too late to get comfy and fall back into a deep sleep. And of course this was the morning my brain and bladder picked to work in unison at an attempt to wake me up on the wrong side of the bed.

I combat both with pissing and pot. Ha ha. Made sure everything was packed and curled up back under my woman. Between the now relief of an empty bladder, the buzz of the bud and the warmth of my partner I found myself fighting a deep sleep quite a few times to say I was only laying down for an hour.

This particular bank card is known to give me headaches but today I was already prepared, or so I thought. Noted now, you probably shouldnt purchase a prepaid debit card with the expectation of being able to use it within the same hour ๐Ÿ™„. Rookie mistake. 

The nice people at Duane Read tried their best to get the inefficient card I have been struggling with for almost 3 months now to work. They even had to work some magic even involving a second register to get the card that I now have but probably still can’t use for the the next hour or so. Still, when I walked out the door I felt confident that everything was going to be alright.

Normally I know exactly where to find my gate since I have found my preferred provider for transportation back and forth from Ithaca to NYC. Oh yea but today I’m already off my game. I believe it took me 30-40 minutes to find my gate location. About halfway there I panicked when I realized that the card that I just put all of my cash on can’t be used for online purchases for 2 hours after reload. Or I’m assuming that’s why it wasn’t working. (Cause it works fine now just ordered from Solidarity Soaps)

So I’m in front of my departure gate frantically trying to re-re-re enter all this card information and time is ticking. It’s not looking good. “Error”, “Opps looks like we’re having trouble”, “try using a different card”. Now it’s 10 minutes till departure so I’m calling my boss to tell him there’s an issue, calling my friend to see if he can order my ticket, texting my woman to see if she’s still up. Just a freaking mess. 

The last person in lines goes through the gate so I approach the bus driver (mom’s always said the worse someone could do when you ask them a question is to say no). I explain to him my situation, or at least the relevant parts. My friend calls back “no dice man, tickets aren’t up anymore”. 
And then a holiday miracle happens… 
What’s understood doesn’t have to be explained. But I will say this next time you want to cuss out the employee because the don’t want to give you extra sauce, or angry with the cashier who won’t let you “slide with the 50ยข” , try to remember that is that individuals job, livelihood, income & the way the support themselves and their family. Don’t get upset because they didn’t want to risk it all for you… Just be grateful when you cross paths with an innocent soul who will…
-Iman

Thanks Guy ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜Š

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An eye opener… New Orleans??

My trip back home was emotional to say the least.. 

On top of dealing with something I thought would be years from now I had to deal with a lot of things I ran from last time I found myself in New Orleans.

Relationships, places, ideas, dreams, hoods…

All things I left behind in my city , or so I thought.

It was all so surreal seeing the apartment I called home with my wife and step kids. Family that I hadn’t seen since the beginning of my transition. Old neighbors & friends doing the same things they were doing almost 3 years ago. Shit was heavy man.

Then there was the missed connections.. people I thought would love to see me, seemed to do everything in their power to avoid me. Only a certain amount of moving hours in a day.. I missed links with people I really wish I hadn’t. Wasted time linking with those I really wish I hadn’t. 

But what was the most interesting thing over this weekend was random conversations I had with not only complete strangers en route and in town but the in depth conversations I had with some people that I never thought I would have. Outside looking in would appear to be minor things, trivial; but to me were monumental moments in my life that reflected the amazing amount of growth I’ve gone through as a person in just under 2 years.

My total travel time was about 8 hrs there and just below 12hrs on the return. *Including layovers and early arrivals at terminals.

I flew economy there and back with short layovers in Atlanta. Not sure what type of plane was from Syracuse to Atlanta and vise versa. But the 757 & 753 to and from New Orleans was the bees knees. Way to go Delta. 

I still prefer buses over flying , maybe one of these days I’ll take a train for the first time. Plane terminals are a lot easier to me. Maybe because most directions to your gate are pretty obvious and simple to read. Or that the fact there was someone I could re-ask what my gate number was almost every 10 ft. 

However as a TMOC , TSA was not so welcoming. Leaving out of New York wasn’t a problem. No extra searches , pat downs or luggage checks. Butttt coming out of New Orleans was the exact opposite. The workers stuck to their story that the extra “care” was because of my type of identification (which wasn’t a problem 4 days prior) but it still didn’t make me any less pissed about the 1st, 2nd or 3rd pat down. The old lady opening up both of my carry-ons or the wierd selfie stick looking device she ran over the edges of my Kindle.

I kept my cool till it was all over with, returned my vans to feet and stormed off to my gate which I made by the skin of my teeth…

All in all I call this an “eye opening” trip moreso than my previous adventures because it is rare that I get to return to a part of my past with fresh eyes. My reaction to almost everything has changed; from my mother’s passive aggressiveness, waiting on the RTA, certain areas of my city, the type of people I (used to) associate with, to way I receive people and they bullshit.

Yup I’ve changed.

The biggest thing that made it all worth while is people noticing the change in my vibe: “You don’t look all stressed” , “Seem to be alot more calm”, “Nothing pisses you off anymore” …

All things I needed to hear ๐Ÿ˜Š Things that are most certainly true ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค˜

Be on the look out for my snapchat Vlog (tried something a little different) coming soon to my YouTube channel.

As always, thanks for reading folks and I appreciate your support ๐Ÿค—

-Iman

#FlyHighGeraldineAUNTGERRYJones ๐Ÿ˜‡

Weekend Great Adventure!

Thank you Jersey, you were kind to me…

So yesterday I spent the entire day in New Jersey at Six Flags Great Adventure theme park. I haven’t been in soooo long but I over all did enjoy myself. I would do it again.

I didn’t get all the fancy pants details of all of the coasters I rode but I do recall getting on at least 13 different rides and went through 2 mazes.

Fun Fact. I seem to scream on the coasters with more breath than I actually have in my body. Meaning I do not get proper oxygen to may brain which can lead to fainting. I mean which did lead to fainting๐Ÿคฃ. 

Yes, I passed out on the ride… On every ride.. the entire day…๐Ÿ˜‚

Either from screaming to the top of my lungs or over straining to hold on for my life lead to unconsciousness on every ride but one. 

The ice breaker rollercoaster was “The Joker” ; and man did that one break the ice & shake some things up. I was the ride where I discovered that now at the age of 26 I pass out on rollercoasters. I thought with old age my brain and body could no longer handle the stress of a roller coaster and would shut down.

After the third or fourth 60% unconscious ride I figured that this is just going to be how it is. I didn’t back out on any coasters. And a had a ball for the parts I was awake on.

Of course like all amusement parks everything was over priced and I lost my overpriced free refill souvenir cup but hey just $15 , no big deal. I was able to keep up with my hat all day which was a pleasant surprise.

I opted to pay an additional $35 to be able to go in the 7 maze attractions within the park. I only had the patience to wait in line for to but the haunted house mazes were pretty awesome, I mean it wasn’t 13gates but hey it wasn’t half bad.

I allowed the carni part of the park to totally “carni” me out of a few 20s. I won a few small prizes but c’mon who really wins those human sized teddy bears at a carnival ๐Ÿค”. I did try my luck but only ended up embarrassing myself in front of my last , ha ha typical.

Through it all ; with the overpriced Buffalo fries & cold drinks, outrageous wait times after 6pm & the crowds of people being stupid I had a good time. 

Next goal is Disney World…๐Ÿคž

Stay tuned for my full video about my trip to Six Flags and my first time in New Jersey coming soon to my YouTube channel (Once I get my voice back ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿค—)

Thanks for reading !!!

Fright Fest !!! ๐ŸŽƒ First time in New Jersey

It’s the weekend so you know what means…

Iman is on the move, again.

So this weekend adventure is a two-fer. My first time in New Jersey and my first time at Fright Fest. So I left work about an early to catch my 4 hour bus ride to NYC (let’s hope for the best). And tomorrow morning I’ll be back on a bus heading to New Jersey for an entire day at Six flags Great Adventure theme park.

I haven’t been to a Six flags in easily over a decade and a half. I haven’t been on a rollercoaster in 2 years (counting the up and down thingy at the aquarium when I was in Houston). Let’s hope I don’t toss my cookies, pass out or shit my pants. Or go into cardiac arrest cause sometimes I forget how old I am ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Nervousness, aniexty, excitement are a few emotions I can currently pin point.. but then again I’ve been pretty scattered brain all day yesterday

๐Ÿค”I did have a latte instead of coffee this morning… I usually only have lattes on Sundays..

Guess I’ll see you guys on the other side ๐Ÿคž

Translating Identity Conference

The 15th annual Translating Identity Conference held at the University of Vermont in Burlington. 

This was my second one and I can honestly say even with my social aniexty I do enjoy these conferences. Being around trans, queers & allies in a safe environment is awesome. Again I was lucky enough to meet a bunch of awesome people and be introduced to cool organizations I were previously unaware of. 

I’m so excited to order from all these new companies and I can’t wait to show you guys demos on YouTube and write reviews here on my blog.

A special shout out to  http://www.gc2b.co for being an awesome company I hope to see you at another conference ! Make sure to check out their binders available in a variety of sizes in half and full styles and now come in nude/flesh colors !

Some of the products in line for reviews are a fairly new and a bit unorthodox binding* company called “Shapeshifters”. An awesome clothing an apparel company; “Inciting Defiance” featuring an awesome line of handmade graphic T shirts. You can also order custom pins, magnets, light switch covers, appreciation cards and so much more. “Rocket Erotic” offers a full array of sex toys including dildos, collars & chains, vibrators and harnesses; as well as several different books. 

There are so many other great companies, organizations and people there I apologise if I left anyone out. It’s already been a 12hr day and I have about 5hrs of travel time back to New York. I wanted to blog while everything was still relatively fresh in my mind. Ha ha… relatively.

Thank you to the University of Vermont for hosting the conference. Being knowledgeable and having gender neutral restrooms was excellent. 

Can’t wait till the next conference !

-Iman

Trip To Vermont #TranslatingIdentityConferenceย 

Hey guys, gals and everything again in between.

Today I am on the road, on my way to Vermont for the Transcending Identities Conference. It’s about a 5hr drive from upstate NY but it is already proving to be an awesome adventure. Road trip with my co-workers/friends bringing Gendercat from NY to VT!!!!

We should be arriving in town tonight, hopefully in time to catch an open karaoke bar ha ha.

This is my first road trip in forever and I am super excited to be going to my second Trans conference. I look forward to see all the organizations there and meet some awesome new queer folks.

Here’s a recap of my last conference attended:

Hopefully I am able to combine all the footage and publish a recap video for this conference by Monday.
VERMONT HERE I COME!!!

Well hello for the 3rd time, NYC

 

I don’t know how I keep ending up coming back to this place ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ but at least I don’t live here anymore.

Feels so good to say that ๐Ÿ˜

Sooo my return trip was a straight shot. One other pick up but not a single layover. Ended up back almost an hour early. Awesome right? Yea until I take the wrong train going the wrong way and totally fuck my life. No big deal reminds me of the first time out here last year attempting to catch the train by myself.

So long story short I took my jet lagged irritated ass topside and just caught a cab from Manhattan to the Bronx.

The cab ride is somewhat bitter sweet….

The fact that I can once again afford cabbies from Manhattan to the Bronx gives me heart palpitations. I’m throwing myself a congratulatory party since I totally deserve it.

I really don’t want to stress out and over analyze everything like I normally do so my goal is to relax , stay calm & remember everything is under control because I am in control.

Yea easier said then done.

A city called Ithaca, A village named Dryden.

 

Everything was a complete success!

๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ *tears of joy because I haven’t made that statement in over a year.

Ahh the homely town of Ithaca, NY… where do i start???…

For my fellow New Orleanians I would best describe Ithaca as 60% Metairie & 40% the country. (Y’all know what I mean when I say country) *Lutcher, Gramercy, St James etc

New Yorkers of course probably know how upstate NY is.

And for the rest of the world I would just say it’s a small town๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ

The village of Dryden. Yes, population “village”. Few miles and a couple minutes away from downtown Ithaca. Little more out there a little more quiet & a little more country. Population wise this is probably the smallest area I have ever stayed in. Nevertheless I feel like this could be exactly what I need. ๐Ÿ™ƒ

So Monday afternoon I saw 2 different places. The first one was terrible. The house itself, was super nice. The landlord & neighbors not so much. Eh. Long story short as a POC I knew that the wasn’t the best choice ๐Ÿ™„.

That bummed me out for a few minutes. I was so excited I just knew I was going to find the perfect spot on the first day, first try. The next destination; of course, appeared that it was going to be the same prejudice. I mean honestly it was from the patrons when I walked into the bar/restaurant. (Oh yes btw I live directly above a bar/restaurant & also a barbershop, haha)

I’m not the type to just turn around and leave when I get the whole “where did this little black boy come from look?”. The first place was different I was getting all these weird “Get Out” time of vibes from the cat lady type landlord. That was just too many red flags.

I was determined to find something on my second try. Come to find out everyone there is super nice and super caring about their tenants ๐Ÿ˜. So I viewed the quiet studio apartment and was I more than surprised. I found my home. Perfect size. Right location. Reasonable Rent. Plus only 16 steps down stairs to an alcoholic beverage. Immediately leaving the apartment I emailed the leasing manager that I had been contacting for the past week. She did not respond immediately ๐Ÿ˜•. I chalked it up to here being busy which she had advised of prior. Still no response after we left the office from a long day’s work. Now I’m getting a little worried. However I still keep my spirits high. Went about the rest of my evening and semi forgot I was waiting on an email.

 

The next day…

So I get to work in the morning ready to jump right back in from where we left off the afternoon before. My boss asked if I had heard anything back and then I got anxious and by 11am I was making telephone calls.

So I finally got a hold of someone and explained that their space was absolutely perfect. Of course it was the normal proof of income, references, background check yada yada. Definitely was not doing a background check. Because ignorance is bliss ๐Ÿ˜‚. I had a whole list of “references” I was creating. Shout outs to those who answered the call ! โœŠ๐Ÿพ I step outside to smoke not more that 15 from speaking with the property manage I received a return call. Before I had a sent off the email of acquired “references”

#success

So 2 hrs later (if that long) I’m doing the move in walk through. Rent receipt & keys in hand I felt so fulfilled. ๐Ÿ˜ The last year of traveling has been so unforgiving.

Right back to work not skipping a beat some where during the work day I almost forgot that I still have to go back to NYC to gather my measly belongings ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ. Called it an early work and I’m still on a mental high. Even as I type this blog it all feels so surreal.(not sure if that’s word I’m looking for, working on 3hrs of sleep)

So now that I’ve FINALLY got everything under control all that’s left is to tie up loose ends and pack and my new life can begin.

See you in a few hours NYC!!!

 

Apartment Hunting!!!

It’s currently “too damn early to be up” o’clock.

And once again I am on the road ๐Ÿ˜

This time I am heading to Ithaca, New York; to check out some apartments. I’ve been frantically trying to gather information and schedule days and times to view prospective apartments since my return from philly last weekend.

It’s about a 4hr ride from Manhattan to Ithaca; greyhound style. All I want to do right now is nap.

I was able to get some sleep last night somehow and the anxiety didn’t kick in and wake me up till about 1am …yayy

Just my luck I ended up sitting in front of two underage college strangers that want to get to know each other’s whole life story on this greyhound๐Ÿ™„ I don’t know what’s worse the blonde chewing her gum or this guys accent ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ

Anyways….

Keeping my fingers crossed ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿพ that hopefully I find reasonable accommodations today because I would loathe having to come back 2 & 3 times just to apartment hunt.
I learned first hand from Houston, Tx that no matter how much cash you have finding a suitable apartment can sometimes be a long winded game of chess.

The sooner I find a place the sooner I can settle in and the sooner I can begin my dream job.

Think I’ll take a nap for a little while and dream of all the good things to soon come.

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…For live videos and updates from my journey to Ithaca New York.

I’ll be back shortly !

Travel jitters

 

Well it’s been almost a year since I last hopped a bus, train or plane & I seem to have a case of the butterflies.
Philadelphia is a place I haven’t yet been so I am overly anxious to add another notch on my belt. Also the weekend break from NYC will be much appreciated.

What better way to pass a two hour bus ride than to blog ๐Ÿ˜Š.

I am traveling from New York to Philadelphia to attend my first Philly TransHealth conference. I will be going as an official representative from project Freedom Underground / Free Ky. I am also attending to meet and sit with the Creator & Owner of GenderCat. Not to mention all the information and knowledge at my fingertips while I am there.

This is the first conference I have ever attend and I am definitely feeling a mixture of emotions. But over all I’m excited and I can’t wait for the experience.

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