Drive, man... drive. With the radio OFF.
If it were me, I'd be avoiding plane travel at all costs. Don't think I could sit there and take being told "sir, for the last time put your mask up" over and over again during the flight. Who the fuck are these people to tell me to put on a mask? They take care of an airplane and fly it, they are not doctors and nurses. We'd be making an emergency landing over this mask thing, because I will take it that far. 30,000 ft altitude and a cop waiting for me on the ground isn't going to stand between me and my principles.
Love to see the countryside while driving through the states.
I stopped a bus once over this mask shit and made everyone deboard. Then I would just wear it to pay my fare and take it off as soon as I sat down. I don't wear it on the train at all and I wear it probably 20-30 minutes a day at work. For a flight, I would wear it because I don't want to take a car or a train for 15-30 hours.
I don't want to take a car or a train for 15-30 hours.
Used to be like this too. Wasn't until I had a job at one point that had me driving a big ass van all throughout the midwest states, that I realized how much I appreciate the road vs the sky. The road comes with this sense of freedom that can't be beat. And I like to drive with the radio/cd/tape player off, haven't turned that thing on in years.
The trouble starts when I have to travel with someone who doesn't want to stop for anything. We're stopping every 200 miles, motherfucker, because I have to piss, and I saw some thing back there I want to check out.
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