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Richland Park Homes for Sale: Your Gateway to Convenient Living

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Richland Park Homes for Sale: What Makes it Ideal For You?

Richland Park is one of those 'secret' places offering the best suburban calm, active community life, and new-age facilities. Whether it's your first home, a relocation, an investment, or just exploring a new property, Richland Park Homes for sale has all the features everyone will ever need!

In this article, you will learn everything about Richland Park, including its history, the variety of homes, what makes it a special place, and the real estate market. At the end of this presentation, you should understand why Richland Park is the best place to settle down and some things to consider when searching for a home in this area.

Richland Park Homes for sale is strategically located in a serene city surrounded by many facilities that give it an urban appearance but with a touch of the suburban aspect.

Sitting in a mature neighborhood means finding lovely and classic single-family homes, contemporary townhouses, and newer condominiums. It is a perfect location for buyers who want to avoid neighborhoods with mostly new-construction homes.

Richland Park has developed into a desirable community over time. It is friendly to individuals, well endowed with quality schools, well fenced, and has developing parks, shops, and major highways. It is easily accessible for commuting, while the streets and most of the environment are peaceful for families or individuals.

Why Choose Richland Park?

Convenient Location

Richland Park is attractive to many because of its accessibility in the city's center. The male inhabitants of the society are near the major highways and transportation networks, so they can quickly get to downtown and other parts. Whether you are going to work, having a jog in the nearest park, or visiting the shopping malls, everything is in the vicinity.

A Children Friendly Neighborhood

Richland Park's family-friendly nature has always been famous among locals and visitors. Trees shade neighboring streets, and there are safe places for children, schools, playgrounds, and centers for games and sports. That is why many families decide to live here. Some of the reasons the area is attractive, particularly to parents, are the highly rated schools and nearby childcare centers.

Diverse Housing Options

Whether one is in the market for a large single-family home, a smaller townhouse, or a new condominium, Richland Park offers choices. Regarding the real estate market, single-family homes and apartments are affordable for first-time homeowners and up to mansions. This diversity provides a broad line of potential homes for anyone who wants to become a homeowner to select a property that will suit their needs—from an intimate one or two-bedroom to a huge one or two-story house.

Strong Sense of Community

One of the most enchanting features of Richland Park is that there are other park users around, and you do not feel alone. People in the neighborhood are welcoming, and social neighbors join and participate in activities, celebrations, and communal services.

Every current and upcoming event, ranging from block celebrations to other related events, is always on, making it very social to live in this community.

Recreation Areas and Park Activities

Richland Park has more lushes, parks, and other walking trails to enhance society's lifestyle. From morning jogging to afternoon picnicking and weekend barbecues, there are plenty of sites in proximity for natural appreciation. Plus, this is a distinct benefit for those who enjoy being outside.

Types of Homes for Sale in Richland Park

Richland Park is a lovely neighborhood home to everything from small cottages to large mansions and everything in between, should you be in the market for a home. Here's a breakdown of the types of homes you can expect to find in the area:

Single-Family Homes

This is especially true with single-family homes in Richland Park, which offer much more space and privacy than apartments. These homes often provide adequate space for children and pets, more than one bedroom, and enough common area for the growing family.

Moreover, the single-family homes in Richland Park are also armed with modern amenities, which include renovated kitchens, wooden floors, and energy-star appliances.

Townhomes

For those who want to design with minimal effort or complexity but with more privacy than apartments, townhomes make the best housing option in Richland Park. Some characteristics include modern architecture, direct garage access, and communal gardens.

Townhomes will suit working people, retirement individuals, and young couples who believe they need more time or energy to maintain large yards as found in single houses.

Condos

For those who prefer to lead a simple life of no concern or the hustle and bustle of city life, a condo at Richland Park, for instance, can be such a good bargain. Apartments are more compact, with shared space for standard facility amenities such as Olympic-sized pools, Jacuzzis, fitness centers, and backyards.

Still, condos are a good choice for a lock-and-leave life or a smaller residence.

Luxury Homes

Richland Park also boasts several luxury houses for sale for those who want houses with bigger sizes and better finishing. The finishing of these homes includes elaborate kitchens, large master bedrooms, kitchen outdoors, barbeque grills, and swimming pools.

If you are in the market for a beautiful home with the elegance of a spoil and amenities that assure comfort, Richland Park offers a great selection of stunning luxury homes.

New Construction Homes

Richland Park has much to offer buyers looking for new construction homes with modern amenities and customized designs. Such houses include:

Modem designs and architectural plans.

Systems that can reduce energy usage.

Some opportunities to customize parts of the house. 

Where to build your house? Depending on the type of house you want, whether a modern one with sharp lines or a traditional one, there are options in Richland Park.

Real Estate Market Trends in Richland Park

In the Richland Park property, there has been a gradual increase in the rate of property in the past five to six years. Richland Park has registered high sales among home buyers due to these features. Conveniences, family, and location opportunities. Here you can expect in terms of real estate trends in the area:

Stable Home Prices

The prices of homes have also remained relatively stagnant in Richland Park, making it a good market in which to invest. While home prices may differ depending on size, location, and age, Richland Park provides affordable homes that align with the market price in neighboring subdivisions. There are affordable homes to meet buyers' demands without the disgrace of exorbitant house prices.

Demand for Homes Continues to Rise

As more households and young working-class people learn about the beauty of Richland Park, the need for houses in the community remains high. That means homes in Richland Park are only on the market for a short time due to the rising demand. Potential buyers should respond quickly once they find suitable real estate deals.

Short Supply of Homes

Regarding residential properties like those in Richland Park, the availability of houses for sale has not been overly generous, enhancing competitiveness within the real estate market. As we have seen with the market in Richland Park, buyers should expect to be flexible and adaptable when looking for a home that suits them.

Go beyond the basics at https://richardsontxrealestate.com/richardson/richland-park/.

Richland Park homes for sale boast beautiful properties in a vibrant community with top-rated amenities.

[baronessvonglitter]

Holiday Heat

Joel Miller x f!Reader

Word count: 2.3K

Summary: Sharing a hotel room with a grumpy (and handsome) stranger while a storm makes travel inaccessible. What could possibly go wrong?

WARNINGS: 18+ Only! Explicit. Only one bed/forced proximity trope (with a dash of sunshine x grumpy because we love a cantankerous Joel). Age gap (reader is in her 20s, Joel's in his 50s). Strangers to lovers. Oral (f receiving). Sleeping together to stay warm. Unprotected p in v. Fingering. Reader has very little description apart from having hair long enough to get in her eyes. No use of y/n. Please lmk if I've forgotten anything!

Author's note: It was my pleasure to step in to gift this fic to @frannyzooey for the @pedrostories Secret Santa exchange! I hope you had a great holiday and have a wonderful new year, hon! ❤️Also, huge shoutout to @pedrorascal who so generously created the ✨gorgeous��� banner for this story!

JOEL MILLER MASTERLIST | FULL MASTERLIST

Wind and snow roar outside as the taxi pulls up to the last motel for the next hundred miles. The driver doesn't dare to drive any further in the snowstorm, and offers to bring you to a place where you and your fellow passenger, a gruff, unsmiling man named Joel, to stay warm and have a roof over your head.

"This place is a shithole," he grumbles as you're pulled to a stop.

"It's quaint," you say, refusing to let his sour attitude ruin what's left of your holidays.

You're both heading home for the holidays: you're returning from your senior year at college and he reluctantly admitted he's returning home as well from an extended trip north to visit his brother.

Despite the fact that you're both Austin citizens just trying to get back to your loved ones, Joel remains a total grinch. You've had to endure this man the entire drive from DFW airport. He sat in the aisle across from you on the flight down from Nashville, sighing and making exasperated grunts every time a baby cried or a young person took a selfie. His legs jittered with impatience. You took pity on him and offered him a CBD gummy, hoping to ease whatever stress he was under but he brushed you off with an annoyed groan.

When you found out there were no connecting flights to Austin, you and Joel were the last in line for a car rental. And of course, the last one was rented out to a couple in line ahead of you.

You saw this as an opportunity to help your fellow man, especially as it was the holidays. But all Joel did was shrug when you offered to split a taxi to whichever hotel was closest.

"It's not the Hilton, but it'll do for tonight," you tell him, persisting in your sunny outlook, hoping it will catch on.

The bored-looking eighty-year-old man in the motel office tells you that due to high demand and the inclement weather, there's only one room left, with a single bed.

"We'll take it," you bounce on the chance, much to Joel's chagrin, offering your credit card. Your surly traveling companion offers to split the room, but not without complaint.

"No way in hell am I sleeping on the floor," he says as soon as he steps into the room. There's a stale stench of cigarettes that the cinnamon air freshener on the small round table can't mask.

"Of course you're not. We'll just.. divide the bed. I'm good at staying on my side."

"You'd better be. I don't need you grabbin' onto me in the middle of the night 'cause you're havin' a nightmare or somethin'."

"You wish." It's the only thing you tell him that has some sting behind it.

"Just don't steal all the blankets, sweetheart. Gonna need 'em with this deep freeze comin' through."

"I'm gonna shower first if that's all right with you. I need to warm up." You grab your pajamas from your bag.

"Don't use up all the hot water," he calls out before you close the bathroom door.

"If there's no hot water to spare we could shower together." You glance behind your shoulder, eager to see his reaction.

The look on Joel's face is priceless as he nearly chokes on his next breath. "What? Are you out of your mind? There's no way I'm showerin' with you!"

You grin. "Gotcha."

You step out, hair still damp, towel wrapped around you, shyly going back into the room. "I forgot my panties," you say softly, going to your bag.

Joel tries not to stare too much, but it's a challenge.

"Turn around," you tell him so you can have privacy.

"Go change in the bathroom."

"I had a hot shower, it's still humid. I can't get dressed in there. Just close your eyes."

He grunts but accedes to your request, leaning back against the headboard as he puts his hands over his eyes. His heart is pumping madly, listening to the rustle of clothes as you get changed. He tries to distract himself with other thoughts instead of wondering what the shape of your body looks like.

Relief is a brief respite before he sees what you're wearing to sleep. He thought you'd wear something comfortable and decent, like those fuzzy plaid pajamas girls your age like to wear during the holidays, but instead you're in an oversized t-shirt, the hem down to the middle of your thighs, revealing your bare legs. He puts a pillow on his lap to hide his growing erection.

You get onto your side of the bed. "The shower's free if you want it."

Joel swallows hard before he forces himself to think about something other than you in the bed with him. "Yeah, uh, thanks," he says gruffly, his voice strained. He quickly gets up, trying to hide his aroused state, and gathers his pajamas before he goes into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. For good measure he locks it.

"Get it together, Miller," he tells himself, splashing some cold water on his face. He can't deny the effect you have on him, but he also knows it's impossible to act on it. He barely knows you. You could have a boyfriend or a husband for all he knows, though there's no ring on your finger.

He showers, hoping to stay in as long as he can to avoid you. But it's a shitty motel after all, and soon he runs out of hot water and has to rinse the shampoo from his hair under the icy cold spray.

Dried off and clothed he steps back into the room and finds you on the bed, rubbing lotion onto your arms and legs. The sight nearly takes his breath away. He tries to look away but his eyes are drawn to your glistening skin.

"Good shower?" you ask, catching a whiff of his body wash, something fresh and woodsy. From lowered lashes you check out how he looks in his sweatpants.

"Yeah," he replies. "Outta hot water though. Since you used it all up."

You roll your eyes and go back to applying your lotion.

"Smells nice," he says, sitting close to you.

"Thanks. It's coconut."

The sweet scent hangs in the air as he watches you spread the white lotion across your skin, giving rise to lewd thoughts about what other thick white substances would go well on you. The coconut aroma, the sight of you touching yourself, the forced proximity and having to share a bed.. it's all sensory overload.

"I like coconut," his voice is thick with restraint.

Your hands stop and you hand him the bottle, your eyes meeting his in a silent understanding. "Will you help me?"

He takes the lotion from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours a moment. "Where do you want me to start?"

"My legs," you tell him, spreading them slightly as you lean back.

Heat pools in Joel's groin and he bites his lip to stifle a groan. He squeezes out some lotion onto his palm and kneads it into your shin and calf, his touch gentle but firm, lightly massaging. He spreads it up to your knee, brushing against the tickly spot right beneath and smirking when you try to stifle a sound.

"Feels nice," you eke out.

"Your skin is so smooth," he murmurs, eyes drinking in the sight of you looking both relaxed and wanting. His hands move over your thighs as they part and he realizes you're not wearing panties after all. His brain goes haywire for a moment, unsure if he should call attention to your undressed state or not.

The scent of your arousal reaches him, and he dares a glance between your thighs. His dick pulses when he sees the telltale sheen at the apex of your inner thighs. His eyes meet yours and there's a charge, a current that passes between you.

"You have no idea how much I want you right now," he rasps, his voice thick with desire.

It's too much, too fast, but the part of you that doesn't care wins out, falling for his low, silky remark.

"Joel.. put your mouth on me," you whisper, legs parting further, an open invitation.

His eyes darken to nearly black, all semblance of restraint breaks as he leans forward, his lips hovering just above your skin, his breath warm on your inner thighs. "As you wish, sugar," he rumbles, placing a soft kiss on your soft flesh. His kisses move higher and higher up, and he gently moves your legs over his shoulders as his kisses get more persistent.

A soft sigh escapes your lips as his hands find their way under your shirt, caressing the soft skin of your belly and the mounds of your breasts, your nipples hard in anticipation. Willfully trapped beneath him, you're at his mercy when he finally buries his face in your cunt, gripping your thighs to hold you in place.

His tongue runs over your soft, saturated folds, tasting you and listening to the sounds of your moans and gasps. He laps at your softly, then adding more pressure, dipping his tongue inside and swiping at your clit, teasing you just enough to get you screaming for more. A strange sense of tenderness surfaces among the lust of the moment as he brings you to life. There's no denying there's something inherently sweet and affectionate about the lascivious act.

Joel can't get enough of your taste, your smell, the way you feel against his mouth as you desperately grind against him. He's lost in the moment, his every sense consumed by you. Hearing you panting his name he hums against you, the vibrations adding to your pleasure, and he gladly licks up the nectar you gush out.

"Oh! Joel! Keep doing that!" you gasp, tugging at his greying locks. His mouth is hot against your pussy, tongue stiff and pointed, soft and wet. The pleasure seems neverending. Just when you think you know the pattern, he switches it up, licking harder or softer, tracing shapes with the tip of his tongue. "Please.. don't stop.. I'm gonna.."

Pleasure blossoms from within, too big to keep in, and you come apart beneath him.

There's a feeling of ownership, something dominant and masculine and protective in Joel as he works you through another one, his hips rutting against the bed in need of his own release. At last he moves over you, bodies pressed close as he kisses you for the first time. It's sweet and soft, the taste of you still on his tongue, tangy and sweet.

"Thank you," you sigh, your foreheads touching, breath mingling.

"No need to thank me, sweetheart," he says quietly, brushing loose strands of hair from your forehead.

You're still feeling the lingering traces of pleasure, but even you can feel the cold seeping into the room. "Get under the covers with me," you tell him, and giggle at the speed with which he pulled both of you under the western-themed duvet.

Clothes fly off, thrown over the sides of the bed, landing in haphazard piles. Joel slots himself between your legs again. Desire grows bright in him, making him feel like he's burning from the inside out, starving for the taste and feel of you.

Your body is a perfect fit for him, the glorious slide of his flesh into yours causing you both to cry out. He's completely sheathed within you, surrounded by your perfect, tight, wet heat. Thrusting slow at first, he watches your expressions, planting little kisses on your cheeks and eyelids, drinking up your moans as his tongue slips between your lips.

"More," you whisper as his lips graze your neck, gently biting your ear lobe, and you're rewarded with a more forceful pace as he spreads you open, angling your hips up to get in deeper, finding that sacred spot within that makes you see God. He plants one hand on the headboard above you for leverage as his other hand kneads your breast, tweaking your nipple as your own hands grip his sides, digging your nails in as you blissfully curse with each push of his hips.

"That's the spot, ain't it?" he grunts above you. "Right.. here."

Stars collide behind your eyes as he gently glides over your G-spot. His lips curve into a smile when you clench around him, but he slips out before he can come, replacing himself with three fingers. "Come on them, sweetheart. Come on my fingers then you can have my cock again."

You're lost in bliss as he glides his fingers in, curving to get that spongy spot, eager to make you scream. You bring your own fingers to your clit, gently pinching and rubbing until you feel your climax begin in your extremities, gathering pressure within until it's released, your orgasm shattering you with Joel's name on your lips.

He gives you a moment to come back before he lays down, letting you straddle him. Though he was just inside you, it's still a stretch to fit around him, and you slide down slowly before you're comfortable enough to start riding.

"There you go, darlin'," he murmurs, large hands on your hips. "Do what you need to do to come on my cock, baby."

In a delicious haze of pleasure you ride him, switching up the pace, going slow and deep before slamming down on him, making him groan as he tries to hold back. Your slick is pooling on his groin, coating his balls. Holding your hips steady he rams up into you, eager for you to come all over him again.

You're positively feral at this point, shaking and crying out as you come harder than any other time before, and Joel follows soon after, spilling inside of you, his dick twitching.

Hours later you're curled up together under the thick blankets, sharing and savoring what warmth you've generated.

"Thank god for this storm," Joel murmurs, holding your back close to his chest as he spoons you.

"That's the first positive outlook you've had all day," you smirk, snuggling against him.

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Spacious Pet Friendly - 7 miles to Eagle MTN Lake

Experience the fusion of modern living and spacious pet friendly — where style, space, and tech converge for a unique stay with smart features and ample relaxation.

The space

Sleeping Arrangements:

✔ Primary Bedroom - Queen-sized bed with memory foam mattress (Sleeps 2) ✔ Second Bedroom - Queen-sized bed with memory foam mattress (Sleeps 2) ✔ Living Room - Queen Sofa Bed (Sleeps 2)

Key Features:

✔ Professionally Cleaned & Sanitized ✔ Easy Self Check-in w/ Keypad ✔ Smart TVs in Living Room & Bedrooms ✔ Fast Wi-Fi ✔ Laptop Friendly Workspace ✔ Plenty of fresh towels, linens, and bathroom essentials ✔ In-home washer and dryer ✔ Fully equipped gourmet kitchen (cookware, silverware, drinkware) ✔ Fully stocked Keurig coffee station ✔ Custom Guidebook w/ Local Recommendations and Tips ✔ In-unit Washer & Dryer ✔ Pet Friendly

Nearby Attractions:

• 3 miles to Tarrant County College NW Campus • 7 miles to Eagle Mountain Lake • 7.6 miles from Fort Worth Stockyards • 11 miles to downtown Fort Worth • 18 miles to Dickies Arena • 26 miles from DFW airport • Close proximity to shopping, restaurants and major thoroughfares

Guest access

The rental property includes 2 bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms and fully equipped kitchens. You will have access the whole house during your stay.

Other things to note

Our home offers a fully equipped kitchen, complete with all the necessary cookware and utensils, as well as a cozy living room with a flat screen tv. We also provide complimentary Wi-Fi, keyless entry, free private parking and pets are welcomed.

Important: Please note that before before you receive access to the property, you will need to complete all of the following pre-check-in requirements:

✔ Complete Check-in Form ✔ $100 security deposit (refundable) for incidentals ✔ Sign Lease Agreement

Pet Policy: Pets are welcomed, with the first pet staying free of charge. Each additional pet will incur a fee of $75. Pets must be placed in a kennel when no one is home.

Mailbox: We recommend all packages and mail be sent to the door as mailbox access isn't available.

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Complimentary Mints 3: All the King's Mints

Part of The X-Files Legacy Fan Fiction Repost, the final part of the original that set the entire Complimentary Mints series in motion.

October 8, 1997

Re-release: June 25, 2023

Skinner/Scully Angst and Humor

Complimentary Mints Part III:  All the King's Mints

by PR Chung

Wichita Airport.

Thanksgiving Day Morning.

Ticketing agents found themselves caught in a whirlwind of chaos and frenzy. The relentless havoc wreaked by unpredictable weather caused flights to be both filled to capacity and abruptly canceled, leaving airline patrons on the verge of tears and utter frustration. Amidst the pandemonium, the PA system blared with urgent pages and cancellation announcements, drowning out the desperate pleas of passengers trying to secure any available seats on flights heading eastward. Yet, their efforts proved futile. Every airport from the Mississippi River and the region extending southward from the Oklahoma-Texas border was in the midst of a brutal winter ice storm.

"Canceled?" Skinner said and ground his teeth, glaring at the ticketing agent.

The willowy man cowered. "I'm very sorry, sir, but everyone's flight has been canceled. The weather has been very unpredictable."

Skinner moved ever so slightly toward the man. A move that appeared threatening enough to prompt Scully to squeeze herself between her superior and the counter.

"But I talked to an agent this morning, and she said the flights were running again," Scully told the agent. "I checked twice to make sure..."

"I'm really very sorry but there is nothing we can do when it comes to the weather, Miss."

Scully fidgeted and let out a long breath saturated with exasperation that came out as nearly a whimper. “I can’t believe this—"

"Is there anything?" Skinner asked the ticketing agent, placing a hand on Scully's shoulder. "Anything headed southward?"

"To DFW maybe, or Austin?" Scully added. Her voice suddenly filled with new energy that made Skinner feel victorious in his move.

He shook his head. "They are still iced over really bad."

The two federal agents stood silent, their minds tussling over what to do next.

The ticketing agent sighed heavily. "All I can do is have you wait, and we will get you on the first flight available."

Mulder approached, his steps faltering as he briefly saw the proximity between Scully and Skinner. They stood at the counter, so close that only a fraction of an inch separated her back from his chest, his hand casually resting on her shoulder. Mulder let out a slow breath, his thoughts churning.

Are we now moving into the realm of public displays of affection? He wondered and squeezed the rental car agreement gripped in his hand. He shook his head. No, this was the product exhaustion, and a hangover, dehydration— He took a breath, gathered his composure, and walked the rest of the way to greet them.

"I got us a car," he announced drawing Skinner and Scully’s attention from the ticketing agent.

"A car?" Scully questioned.

He nodded, and Skinner huffed, his eyes scanning the airport before they fell on Mulder. "What are you suggesting, we drive to D.C.?"

Mulder looked at them with a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Why not? We're not getting anywhere now. I figure we'll be getting there at the same time we would if we waited around in a hotel another day or two until we could fly there. It shouldn't take any longer than maybe twenty-six hours."

"If the roads are decent to travel," Skinner interjected.

"We can drive in shifts," Scully promoted Mulder's plan and Skinner knew then he was outnumbered on this plan of action, as was the case most of the time with Mulder and Scully.

He wasn't thrilled by the idea of spending twenty-six hours plus in a car, but... He glanced at the flight status monitors, reading the repetitive "canceled" all the way down the monitors. He picked his bag up and squared his shoulders. "Let's go then."

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"What is that noise?" Mulder exclaimed, breaking a silence that had lasted nearly a half hour. "It's that dit-dit-dit-dit-dit noise."

"There is no noise." Skinner evenly said for the second time since he'd taken the wheel.

"There IS a noise... dit-dit-dit-dit-dit-DIT." Mulder insisted from the back seat.

"The only thing I hear is you."

Mulder moped in his seat for a long time before he sat forward, bending over with his head nearly between his knees.

Scully caught sight of the abrupt move and looked fully back at him. "Mulder, are you getting sick?"

"Shhhhh!" he hushed her, listening intently to the noise that had been plaguing him since they'd left Fort Smith. They had all been leery of the roundabout southern route chosen by the rental agency, but the weather had been better than they expected, and everything seemed to be going just fine until the noise started. "Listen to it..." he said quietly.

Scully gave him the benefit of the doubt and listened until her neck started to hurt and forced her back into a normal sitting position in the front seat. She stole a glance at the man behind the wheel. Skinner was gripping the wheel with a vengeance; fingers, shoulders, jaw- all clenched tightly. She could tell he was about to vent at any moment although he was doing a pretty good job of keeping his appearance controlled aside from the tension in his extremities.

He must have felt her gaze, turning to look at her. Scully quickly turned her eyes away to look out her window at the bleak wintry countryside racing past. She'd tried very hard to keep her mind on very pure thoughts for the past few hours, but it was becoming harder to do. The image of shave cream running into that undoubtedly soft chest hair--

Stop it! She mentally shook herself, blinking hard against the overwhelming sensation rushing through her, and reached for the air vents. It was way too hot in this car and although she didn't believe the temperature had anything to do with the heater, she adjusted the vents away from herself.

"Too hot?" Skinner asked and she nearly jumped.

"Uh, just a bit," she answered noticing him reach for the temperature controls. "But I'm fine now. Don't adjust it just for me."

He looked at her for a second, trying hard not to think of the embarrassments over the past twenty-four hours.

"There!" Mulder called triumphantly sitting up in the back seat. "There, you had to hear it that time."

Skinner's fingers clenched tighter on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. "Mulder, there is no noise."

"There is a noise."

"Mulder, really, I don't hear it either." Scully announced with the clearest tone of irritation in her voice.

Mulder sat back in his seat, petulant. He stared at the shock of red hair seated in front of him. She was siding with him now, he dejectedly thought. What else was she going to start siding with him about?

"There. Is. A. Noise." He insisted again, arms crossed. "Dit-dit-dit-dit-dit-dit-"

His impression of the noise was cut short by the high-pitched scream of a siren.

Skinner's eyes flicked from side view to rear view mirror as bright red and blue lights filled the interior of the rental car.

Scully turned to look out the back window, joined by Mulder.

"It's the state fuzz," Mulder quipped, deadpanned.

"Great," Skinner grumbled, "now what?"

"How fast were you going, sir?" Scully wondered. Skinner only hissed as he eased the car off the highway and onto the shoulder.

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Seventy-eight miles an hour.

"Well, I don't know 'bout Washington D.C.," the Arkansas State Trooper stated. "But here we got deer and deer can kill."

Skinner's nostrils were flaring, the wraith of his hot breath billowed into the chilly air outside his open window.

"I thought guns killed," Mulder cracked inappropriately from the back seat. Skinner flashed him a hard glare before a pink copy of a violation slip was shoved in the window.

Scully reached across Skinner, taking it. "We'll be more careful next time, officer."

The trooper dipped his head in acknowledgment. "You folks have a safe trip-" Skinner had the window up before the trooper could finish.

"Should I drive now?" Scully asked, watching the trooper walking back to his car.

Skinner was silent, his answer the start of the car.

Scully saw Mulder shaking his head, his expression a dense semblance of disgust.

"We'll change once we're in Memphis." Skinner finally answered her, pulling out onto the highway.

Mulder sat up right in the seat, eyes wide with surprise. "Memphis?"

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Slightly shaken, the three of them stood together in the parking lot of the King's Kitchen diner, staring fixedly at a sight none of them had seen or ever wanted to see again. Like some memorial of victory over harrowing circumstances, gray and at least a foot thick with black chunks of road grime throughout, ice encrusted the entire front of the rental car grill.

Mulder looked dazed and Scully felt sick to her stomach. She couldn't imagine what Skinner must have felt like, having been behind the wheel the entire time of the storm. She watched him remove an unsteady hand from his coat pocket to take off his glasses and rub his eyes with his wrist. His eyes must have ached from the strain of trying to see through the relentless ice that had threatened to obscure his view completely during the entire ordeal.

Eighteen miles outside Memphis ice had begun pelting the car windshield unyieldingly and continued all the way to the Mississippi River. The morgue-like silence that had fallen over the three agents as they pushed through the ice storm was finally broken with a group release of held breath when they reached the Memphis city limits.

Like a dreamer awakened, Mulder lifted his chin glancing from the nightmarish sheath covering the car grill toward the diner. Neon bolstered King's Kitchen and the fact that it was open 24 hours a day, while comic style script scrolled around the top of the one-story building announcing the unique variety of foods offered.

"Home of the hunka'peanut butter, bacon and banana loaf sandwich..." Mulder read quietly drawing Scully and Skinner's attention back to the building.

"Nothing like home cooking." The Assistant Director's uncharacteristically humorous comment took Mulder and Scully off guard. Before either could form a response, he replaced his glasses, turning his eyes upward as a light sprinkle of sleet began falling. "Let's get out of this for a while. I've had about all the weather I can take for a day."

"Me too," Scully agreed taking the lead toward the diner. Mulder lingered behind a moment, watching his partner going inside followed closely by Skinner. There was a definite change in their demeanor, he could see it in the way they responded to one another's movements and tones. They were...

* "... You're always there to lend a hand in everything I do... that's the wonder, the wonder of you..." *

Mulder's ears perked at the sound of music that drifted out the door of the diner into the cold. Forget it, I'm being paranoid...

What's new? His suspicions were put on immediate hold as he headed for the siren call of the King.

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One of the first things to strike Skinner's attention was a framed photograph of President Richard Nixon deputizing Elvis Presley. He cocked a brow at the irony of it catching sight of a waitress approaching.

"Evening folks," she greeted Scully and Skinner, cheerfully plucking two, then three menus from behind the counter when she saw Mulder join them. "Looks like y'wall could use a rest. Did that storm rattle you a bit?"

"A bit," Scully said with a small smile. "How did you...?"

"We've had a lot of folks coming in from it, looking just as frazzled as y'wall," the woman explained flashing a big smile, a chunk of green gum just visible between her cinched teeth. "We'll take good care of you, com'on and follow me."

She led the "frazzled" trio to a booth near the back of the diner. "I'm Judy," she introduced herself as they got seated. "And I'll bring y'wall some water while you take a look at the menu... I guess you won't be wanting ice in it will you?"

In unison the three of them paused before sitting, taken by the comment. Judy let out a bawdy laugh. "I'm so sorry, now that wasn't nice of me after all you must have been through. Just trying to break the ice you know- oops! I did it again. I'll just leave you three be for a few minutes."

Judy left the table, her laugh drifting with her as she went, and Skinner took his seat suppressing the comment teetering on the tip of his tongue. He refused to voice his belief that it was her laugh that could shatter the ice encasing the front of the rental car. His calm facade, maintained even through the mightiest of ice storms he had seen was still well intact... an unreadable expression that was all but shattered within a few brief seconds of contact.

* "It's now or never, come hold me tight, kiss me my darling, be mine tonight..." *

As if on cue, prompted by unseen conspirators trying to break his dwindling threads of self-control, the song had begun at the instant Scully's leg brushed his as she slid into the booth seat opposite him. Their gazes locked, their eyes communicating the shared surge of excitement that had gripped them.

Her head dipped after a long moment, averting her eyes. "Excuse me," her voice was low, her eyes glinting with guilt as she glanced at Mulder who was oblivious to all but the gaudy decor of the establishment.

He had barely touched the seat before he got up and left the table, his eyes trained on pictures filling the walls. Opening her menu Scully cursed him leaving her in the booth alone with Skinner, then cursed her fidgeting hands that found and began to rearrange the flatware at her place setting. She kept her eyes down but wasn't reading much of the menu. She was concentrating on not looking up at Skinner. Despite his momentary loss of grace when she had brushed his leg, when his eyes had glinted with passionate intentions, she knew his face was now, once again, the ever-present unreadable mask of self-composure while she was a tattered wreck of desire. She only glanced at his hands resting on the table, fingers laced together calmly over his open menu. Cool as a cucumber... and probably just as-

She fumbled the knife, dropping it to the table with a startling noise that made both her and Skinner jump.

"I was just about to ask if you wanted some coffee, honey," Judy was suddenly back at the table, smiling broadly as she placed three glasses of water on the table, sans the ice. "But it seems like your last nerve might not take to well to it this evening."

"Uh, no, I wouldn't mind some coffee, actually."

"I'll have a cup also," Skinner told the woman.

Judy threw a glance over her shoulder at Mulder. "You want anything to drink, hon?"

He turned from his study of the memorabilia on the wall, he seemed perplexed for an instant before he returned to the booth. "Grape NE-hi."

"All righty, two coffees and a... Grape Ne-hi... You know what you'd like to eat yet?"

Skinner glanced at Scully in anticipation of her response. God knew he hadn't decided on anything in the time his eyes had skimmed the menu, his mind had been everywhere but on the menu items.

"I'll have," she paused for an instant, then oddly enough realized she was craving, "I'll have the chicken nugget platter, please." Scully answered refusing to make eye contact with Skinner. "Mulder?"

He had flipped open his menu and was skimming it quickly, holding one finger up to indicate his need of a moment more.

Damn, Scully thought, now she could only look at Skinner. It would be obvious if she didn't. Obvious she was deliberately avoiding his gaze.

"Sir?" she said resolutely, looking directly into his eyes.

The firmness of her chin, the strength in her voice and the intensity of her eyes boring into him was overwhelming. He was losing it, his imagination counterproductive projects such as manufacturing wholly unique images from those already blazoned in his memory. Carefully placed caresses in forbidden places followed with keens of pleasure and raw sensations of pure-

* "... Wise men say only fools rush in... but I can't help falling- " *

Skinner cleared his throat turning his eyes to the menu once more. "The, uh," he scanned the menu quickly, then, "I'd like the love me tender loin pot roast stew with creamed corn and black-eyed peas."

Judy turned to Mulder, "You need some more time?"

He screwed his face up, his brow furrowed and his mouth moving intently on some notion. "I see you have the hunk'a peanut butter and banana here, and there's the peanut butter, jelly and bacon," he began, pensively, "but can I get a hunk'a peanut butter and banana with the bacon and the jelly on the side?"

Skinner and Scully looked at him, appalled and dismayed by the sound of his request. It was apparent he had given the menu more attention than either one of them had, neither recalled seeing such a concoction. Then again, perhaps their subconscious had purposely passed by it.

"You can have the hunk'a anyway you want it, just like the King." Judy told him, grinning as she jotted down his request. She looked up, sweeping them with a broad gaze, "is that it for you?"

Leaning back, one arm stretched out over the back of his booth seat, Skinner gave her a wave and Scully nodded. Mulder on the other hand lifted his hand to catch her attention, "is the pound cake served in slices or in one loaf?" Scully looked at Skinner, her eyes wide. Skinner only rolled his eyes, his mouth curling ever so slightly into a smirk.

"Either, hon, just depends on how much you can eat," Judy told him.

"Mulder, we have a long drive ahead of us," Scully reminded him. "You might want to take it easy on the food you put away."

He shifted a mischievous sidelong glance from the menu to her. "You're right, Scully..." he turned back to their waitress, finishing with, "just a thick slice, not the whole loaf."

The sleet had stopped falling by the time they had finished their meals and Judy brought the check. But Mulder wasn't looking so well already.

"Are you alright?" Scully asked him, catching the waitress' attention.

He nodded weakly, looking drowsy. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"He's just full, hon," Judy assured her, dropping a handful of complimentary mints on top of the check. "Y'wall have a safe trip." Skinner gave Mulder an appraising glance as he scooped up the check, mints and all and went to pay as Scully coaxed Mulder from the booth. He wasn't too confident in Judy's diagnosis of the agent's condition. Actually, he was certain they were going to be making quite a few stops after Mulder's meal from hell...

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The groaning from the back seat had at last subsided. Aware of the sudden silence, Scully glanced into the rearview mirror, squinting against headlights trailing behind their car, trying to see into the back seat. She and Skinner exchanged weary glances before he turned in the passenger seat to look back.

Lying across the back seat, among a littering of plastic bags and a half-empty bottle of pink stuff Mulder rocked peacefully to the rhythm of the road, asleep.

"Is he?" she asked.

Skinner released a long sigh repositioning himself in the seat. "Yes, he's asleep... thank God."

Scully gave him a quick disapproving look. "He felt horrible..."

"He ate like a horse," Skinner countered her defense of the non-stop groaning and moaning that had permeated the interior of the car between numerous stops at roadside service stations and diners for the use of the facilities.

"It was the atmosphere of the place," she responded, stifling a yawn Skinner looked at her. "Atmosphere? He ate an entire loaf of bread hollowed out and stuffed with peanut butter, bacon, bananas, and jelly. Plus, a three-inch-thick piece of pound cake."

She didn't say anything for a moment, only blinked against the sleep tugging at her eyelids. Then giving him a sly sidelong glance, a smirk on her mouth she reminded him, "you didn't seem to have any trouble putting away that pound cake, sir."

Looking out the window into the darkness he shifted in the seat, feeling his belt slightly cutting into him. "I'll be paying for it for a while, too."

Scully thought about the reference to weight gain from the desert. She didn't think the man had much to worry about considering the shape he was in- superb. Her mind flashed back to his trim waist and firm stomach... What had gone through his mind as they stood there in the hotel room staring at one another? She had been a complete blank, her mind reeling in silent astonishment. The sight of the man had shot such jolts of electricity through her she had been afraid to move or speak for fear of what could have happened. She only knew she had to get out of there before she did something she would undoubtedly regret, only to have lingered longer to tell him about the flight.

She had wanted that instance to have happened. She knew how much she wanted him to cross the room, touch his hands to her as he had in the airport. It had only been the slightest of touches, like so many other times that he had guided her from the foyer of his office or into an elevator. But this once it had been different, filled with excitement and ineffable promise.

She had stood at the bathroom door, her heart pounding, and the blood raging in her ears, fearing he would open the door when she spoke- and if he did... she knew she had hoped for him to take her in his arms and taste her mouth with his-

"Scully," Skinner snapped at her suddenly, his hands grabbing the wheel. The car lurched to the right as headlights shot past with the blaring sound of a horn in tow.

She took the wheel more firmly, shaking herself awake. "I'm sorry, sir," she apologized, jittery.

"Sorry, my ass, pull over, Scully, I'm driving."

She looked over the seat to see the sudden movement of the car had woken Mulder. He was still asleep.

Turning back, she dodged Skinner's potent glare. "I'm fine, sir," she told him.

"You're not fine, you were half asleep."

Scully gripped the steering wheel, sitting forward as though to protect her God given right to operate a vehicle. "I am fine," she insisted.

"Pull over, now," he ordered. "I'm driving." She looked at him, his mouth a grim slash.

"Now, Scully," he repeated.

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It had been nearly two a.m. when Skinner pulled up at Mulder's apartment. He managed to wake the young man and get him out of the car quietly enough so not to have waken Scully. Her denial of needing sleep had fallen flat when she dozed off almost immediately after he had gotten behind the wheel.

He would have been a liar to say he had been in any better shape sleep-wise, but stopping again was out of the question. If he had to stay in another motel or hotel room, he was going to pull his- He wasn't going to enjoy it very much, he amended the thought, feeling slightly punchy as he pulled away from the curb leaving Mulder to wobble up the walk to his apartment.

Now, only a few miles from Scully's apartment, Skinner found himself watching her out of the corner of his eye. He tried to concentrate on the road, but his eyes kept turning back to her the entire drive. The scrupulous expression customarily etched across her face had softened, leaving her to be very disarming. The car was quiet, and he was aware of her breathing, even and deep. Then there was the scent of her hair and clothes, perhaps the slightest measure of perfume.

Leaning back into the seat he took one hand from the steering wheel, resting it lightly on the seat between himself and her. Her hand was mere inches away, and he had to fight the impulse to take it- to caress her wrist and feel the gentle thump of her pulse beneath the silky skin. Oh, stop it, will you! He told himself. Pay attention to the road, it's only a little way to her apartment, get her there in one piece.

In his position of authority at the Bureau, he was a man forced to make detrimental decisions each and every day with no room for second guessing one's ability to do so. Yet the only thing he was, in the smallest of ways, confidant of was the fact that what he was about to do was against all better judgment.

He moved his hand pitifully close to Scully's, his heart racing foolishly. His fingertips just barely brushed her skin when the car was jolted so badly his teeth rattled and Scully jerked awake, sucking in a great, startled breath.

Skinner gripped the wheel with both hands, shocked and searching for what he had run over or into for that matter. Checking the review mirror, he saw the flickering orange of road barricades set up along a strip of curb behind them, announcing an uneven section of road undoubtedly. One he had been completely oblivious to.

"What did we hit?" Scully questioned, rubbing at the side of her head. Had she hit it? He wondered, panic struck, and guilt ridden. "Did you hit your head?"

"No," she answered, looking at him incredulously. His eyes were wide, a light film of perspiration across his forehead. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," he lied. "I'm fine."

She sat up in the seat, looking around at the familiar streets and landmarks. "Mmm, almost home." she sighed rocking her head back and forth to get the kinks out of her neck.

"Almost home," he said so quietly that his voice nearly didn't register with her.

Little was said the rest of the way to her apartment. Small talk, her questions about Mulder's condition when he left the car, but little more. Reaching her building Skinner pulled up and parked in front, and Scully started to open the door when he shut off the motor.

"I'll walk you up," he said and got out so quickly she never had the opportunity to protest, yet protest was last on her mind, foremost being surprised.

In a serenely odd silence, they walked to the front of the building, their footfalls crunching in the light dusting of fresh snow, the wraith of their breath mingling in the crisp air. He opened the entrance door for her, following her in with her bag, watching her confidant stride and the alluring bounce of her hair.

Unlocking the door, Scully turned back before opening it. Looking at him closely, she feared her own judgment, her self-control. In the last seventy-two hours she had become so attracted to a man she had never... How could she have never considered him? She asked herself and then, "thank you for doing so much of the driving. Will you be all right going..."

Before she could finish verbalizing her concerns, he nodded. They both stood there in the hallway for a moment, then, finally, he nodded to her once again. "Good night, Scully."

"Wait," she said, sounding, to her surprise, a little anxious. He turned back, eyes narrowed. "Would you like to come in for coffee?"

He hesitated for only an instant, then pocketed his hands, squaring his shoulders as he glanced toward the exit. "No, thank you. I'll be fine." The hall was silent.

Neither knew what to say, and then, "good night, sir."

Scully opened her door, and he nodded, walking away.

"Sir," she called back, and he turned on his heel.

"Yes, Scully?" His voice was husky, impassioned.

She shuddered, scared suddenly of consequence.

"Drive careful." she finally said and walked inside, shutting the door.

Behind the closed door of her apartment, she listened to his footfalls reaching the exit and their pause. Was he standing there, she wondered with condemned hope, changing his mind to leave, and come back for the coffee- for her. No, they couldn't pursue this... Put it out of your mind... But will he come back? Is he going to?

Walter Skinner walked out into a wintry night, down the steps and paused on the walk. His thoughts desperately returned to the notion of going back to her. What then? He questioned, what then indeed. Feeling a frustrating tug somewhere deep inside as he reached into his pant pocket for the car keys, resuming his walk to the car.

With the keys he withdrew from his pocket one of the complimentary mints the waitress had left with their check. He looked at it for a moment in the blue glow of the streetlight, his eyes returning to the apartment building once again.

Unwrapping the confection he turned to the car, a resonant humming that grew into a low song escaping his lips as he went...* "Well, bless my soul, what's wrong with me, I'm itching like a man in a fuzzy tree... My friends all say I'm acting wild as bug. I'm in- " * The few lyrics were broken with the mint popping into his mouth as he shut the car door and drove far away from Agent Dana Scully.

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This series has been continued with Conversation Mints in three parts.

[sixthhokage1]

Unfortunately while I would like to get involved in my union, the quarterly meetings for the entire North and Northeast Texas membership are held in-person at a hotel near DFW airport. While I wouldn't have to make the trek all the way from around Granbury or god forbid Longview, it's still inaccessible as a non-motorist who'd need to pay ~$90 in rideshare fares to get there from my home ~30 miles away. Which is to say sometimes there's reasons why Nobody Shows Up beyond just People Not Making An Effort.

Edit: Just took a look at our CBA and marked the covered counties. Was surprised to see Brown county in the list, looks like its retained from prior contracts before the Brownwood store closed in 2018. We still have workers who'd have to haul their asses from the Granbury, Texoma, and Ark-La-Tex areas to fucking Irving to attend union meetings. That's unreasonable, Zoom and other teleconferencing exists and got extremely normalized in recent years.

>Join a union

>Hear people constantly complaining that the current union leadership is super corrupt, it's all just the same ten guys making all the decisions in secret and nobody else in the union ever gets to know what's going on

>Go to the monthly union meetings that are completely open to all 1200 union members

>The only attendees are the same ten guys every month, giving detailed reports about everything that's going on

[dallasware14]

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[things-to-do-grapevine-tx]

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It’s always tough when a local favorite closes its doors, and that’s exactly what’s happening with Fireside Pies in Grapevine. After dinner on Saturday, the restaurant will officially close for good. This location was the last one left in a once-popular chain of pizza spots. If you’ve ever stopped by for their wood-fired pies, you know the vibe they offered – cozy and full of flavor. It’s sad to see it go, especially since it was a familiar place for many. The closure will definitely leave a gap in the community for those who loved it. Hopefully, something new will come along to fill the space and continue offering good food to the area.

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[sarahrashakhan]

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[walkawaytall]

Okay, I’m from the States, specifically the Dallas area in Texas, and I haven’t voted yet because I feel like using the criteria of boarding a plane is going to skew data and I wanted to explain why because it’s kind of interesting. Using that criteria, I think I’ve flown between 30 and 50 times, but part of that is because of this insane law we had in the US from 1979 til 2014 called the Wright Amendment that was 100% created to try to cripple one of our airports here in Dallas. (Look below the cut for airport drama, I guess.)

Once upon a time, the Dallas area had one airport: Love Field. Love Field is a relatively small airport — it has two terminals and like twenty gates — and I guess the powers that be decided to build a much larger airport — Dallas/Ft. Worth International Airport (most people just say DFW) — to serve the area.

All carriers from Love Field and another small airport over in Fort Worth were convinced to move their business to DFW, but someone somewhere was afraid that people wouldn’t want to drive to this new, big airport, so Dallas and Fort Worth passed an ordinance that basically stated that four smaller airports in the area would pass business off to DFW. The plan was to close these airports off from certified air carriers and I guess use them for randos who own planes or something? I don’t know.

Anyway, the agreement to move all these air carriers to DFW occurred before Southwest Airlines was founded. And Southwest was like, “Uhhh, we did not agree to move to DFW. Our customers like Love. You can’t make us move when we weren’t even around to agree to move when you approached the other airlines, and there’s no legal basis to close Love Field to commercial service, so y’all can kick rocks.” Except it was probably nicer than that and I assume a lawyer wrote it. The cities of Dallas, Fort Worth, as well as the DFW Airport Board sued Southwest, it went to federal court, where they were also told to kick rocks.

Southwest at the time was only flying within the state of Texas, so they weren’t big competition for the airlines flying out of DFW. But then, in 1978, some airline regulation stuff changed which apparently gave them the go-ahead to start offering flights to other states. They announced flights to New Orleans, Louisiana in 1979. But, oh no, we have to protect our precious 4-year-old DFW and people going to Love for flights to other states could affect business over at DFW!

So, Jim Wright, a member of the United States House of Representatives, had an amendment added to the International Air Transportation Act of 1979 that basically states that any commercial carrier operating out of a smaller airport that happens to be within 20 miles of a large regional airport has certain restrictions placed on where and how they can fly (Love and DFW are less than 14 miles apart according to Google Maps). If Southwest wanted to continue to fly out of Love Field, they would only be able to fly to states that bordered the state of Texas if they wanted to use large aircraft. Flights to any other states would have to occur on planes that held fewer than 56 passengers. And they couldn’t offer connecting flights to non-bordering states at Love.

When the law was passed, it didn’t really affect Southwest since they were still just flying within the state of Texas and I guess to New Orleans, which is in a bordering state. There were different attempts by various airlines to get around the law or repeal it over the next couple of decades, but finally, a partial repeal was enacted in 2006 that allowed ticketing of connecting flights with a full repeal being enacted in 2014, which would allow nonstop flights to non-bordering states from Love. Southwest started offering flights to non-bordering states, but to get around the law, they had to stop in a bordering state when leaving Love Field. This meant that, between the years of 2006 and 2014, if I wanted to fly Southwest (which I do) and I also wanted to fly outside of a state that borders Texas (no good states border Texas), I usually boarded at least two, possibly three planes one way. On rare occasions, I would just sit in the same plane for an hour in a bordering state, they’d allow anyone from that airport to board, and then we’d take off for the next leg of the trip, but I usually had to get off one plane and get on another.

That means that for one round-trip ticket, I am looking at up to six plane boardings, and I think I took at least five trips during that period of time. Not all of them had six boardings — most would have had four. But I imagine you can see why I’m concerned that that definition of criteria might make my count artificially high.

Note: I’m not, like, a person who knows anything, and I grabbed a decent amount of my info here from the Wright Amendment Wikipedia entry. If I got something wrong…uh, correct it, I guess?

I'm curious how many times an avarage person (or as close as a tumblr user can get to being one) has been on a plane so tell me

A trip one way counts as 1 time, so if you flew somewhere and then came back (for example to and from a different country on a holiday) then that counts as two trips because you boarded the plane twice.

Also! If you can tell me in the tags how many times you traveled by plane and which country you're from I'd be very grateful! I'm curious if there is any difference depending on a size of a country/continent you're from.

[greenbagjosh]

Day 1 - 7 October 2009

Привет, как ты? Сегодня мы полетим в Россию и Украину.

Привітання, як справи? Сьогодні ми полетимо до Росії та України.

Прывітанне, як справы? Сёння мы паляцім у Расію і Украіну.

Ten years ago today, I flew to Kiev, in the Ukraine. It was quite a long journey but I made it without any major delays or issues with luggage. How did I get to Kiev? I had to take three different air companies, American between DFW and Washington Dulles, United from Dulles to Moscow’s Domodedovo airport (DME), to the south of Moscow, and S7 Siberian airlines to Kiev Borispil airport.

I bought an open jaw ticket originally with American, from DFW to Dulles, and returning from New York La Guardia to DFW. Then I had redeemed miles from United, and found some good deals from S7, cheaper than what Аєрофлот /Aeroflot (Russia) or Аеросвіт / Aerosvit (Ukraine) was asking for. I had my passport already with the Russian Federation and Republic of Belarus visas ready for stamping.

On Thursday 8 October 2009, I flew from DFW to IAD. I flew into terminal B, which had the highest ceilings of the midfield terminals. That terminal usually had the best places to eat. I remember there once was a Sam Adams brew pub but that closed in 2006 or so. One other place I noted was City Wok, similar to the one in the South Park cartoon. They actually serve good flat noodles with beef, chicken, shrimp or pork. My flight from Dulles to Moscow Domodedovo flew out of Terminal C. That required a ride on the mobile lounge, as the underground train was not yet fully constructed – I first rode that in September 2010 when I went to Buenos Aires in Argentina.

At the time of writing, United has discontinued the direct Dulles to Moscow Domodedovo flights, so that makes this story a unique opportunity.

Flying to Moscow was not much different than flying from New York to Istanbul. Instead of seven hours time difference, there were eight hours. Moscow in 2009 was still using daylight savings time, likewise the Ukraine and Belarus were doing the same. The plane I was on was a 767 and I had no one sitting next to me, so sleeping in coach was fairly comfortable with a bit of lateral space. I think the plane landed at Domodedovo Friday the 9th October 2009 around 9 AM. My flight to Kiev would not depart until about 4 PM. One thing to note, because I would not be leaving the Domodedovo airport other than by airplane, and that I would not be collecting my luggage there, I would not need to have my passport and Russian visa stamped.

What could I do in the meantime? Pretty much just shopping and eating. I managed to withdraw a few hundred rubles, noting the exchange rate of $1.00 = 32 Rubles at the time. At the part of the first floor (there is the ground floor, first floor and second floor), there was a Russian crepe restaurant. They had good beer and I ordered a salmon with cream cheese crepe with a glass of Weihenstephaner Hefe weizen. That kept me satisfied until I boarded the flight to Kiev.

The flight to Kiev was on the S7 Siberian airways, as opposed to Aeroflot which I flew on 2nd August 1990 during the time of the Soviet Union. Being on the Airbus 320 seemed a far cry from Aeroflot. Flying from Domodedovo to Kiev Borispil, was about like flying domestically from the east coast to Dallas. We were also served a “meal”, something chicken with potatoes and vegetables, as opposed to just snacks.

Landing at Borispil, I felt kind of like when I landed 2nd August 1990 in Moscow Shemetyevo, as if time stopped. I collected my luggage and received an entry stamp into the Ukraine. The entry stamp was a dark orange color and was in Ukranian Cyrillic of Borispil as Бориспіль. I withdrew maybe $50 worth of Ukranian Hryvnia, at the time it was $1 = UAH 8.00, so I would have withdrawn 400 UAH that time. I asked in Russian where the bus to the Пасажирський / Passazhirskiy rail station was, and the lady at the information desk said follow the signs. I passed by several taxi drivers who were in the habit of touting rides, with gouging prices to match, much like they do at Bucharest’s Gara de Nord rail station, but I declined.

I boarded the bus to Passazhirskiy, and I think half a mile after the bus was fully loaded, the driver stopped and asked for about 50 Hryvnia per person. Compared to a taxi ride, it was a bargain. The ride was about half an hour long, part of the way just above the Metro green line westward between Borispilska to Slavutych until the Dnieper river and along to Palats Ukraina / Protasiv Yar, then Korolenkivska and eventually the Polzunova side of Passazhirskiy station. Right on top of the building was the word “Vokzal” in Cyrillic as ВОКЗАЛ. At that station was also a metro station where I could reach my hostel. It would require a transfer at Zoloti Vorota / Teatral’na.

To get to the metro station, would require walking through the rail station, exit left at Vokzal’na square, get tokens at UAH 1.70 apiece (approx. 23 cents per ride), drop in a turquoise plastic tiddlywink of a token, and ride down the escalator to the train platform. The trains were like what I remembered from August 1990 and also when I visited Prague and Budapest. But they were so full. Even around 8 PM, the trains were quite full, and a nightmare if I had luggage – I managed to keep everything together. The train recording said “Обережно, двері закриваються.”, and the next station. At the Teatral’na station, I could hear Natalya Morozova’s song “Run”. Almost every time I stopped there, I heard “Run” being played.

Where I was staying, the youth hostel near the US consulate, there was supposed to be a metro stop called “Lvivska Brama” but it was not completed. I had to instead take the green line from Zoloti Vorota to Lukianivs’ka and take a yellow Marshrutka (Маршрутка) bus. Marshrutka’s are “para-official” to the regular bus lines. They accept only cash, they give change, and they pretty much follow the regular bus routes. They do not take the plastic metro tokens. For the trams and trolleybuses, you have to buy separately paper tickets for about 1.50 UAH at kiosks along the main streets. In particular along Січовики Стрілців / Sichovykh Striltsiv. Some places also have “outdoor” snack bars where you pay in advance and then collect from the refrigerator. They sold квасс / Kvass in bottles. Kvass kind of tastes like strongly brewed tea. It is also sold in Russia and I think also in Belarus.

My hostel room was in a shared building like from the old USSR era. The elevators did not stop at each floor, maybe every other odd floor. There was another elevator at the end of the building that stopped at even floors. Even if you could get the elevator, it would have room for maybe four people. I had to pay for my room in cash as they were not set up to accept payment with credit card. Breakfast was not included as there was no particular room set up for such. My room was shared with two other people. I had a slipshot wireless connection. At the time I did not have a CC Witness radio but I had a SanDisk player with an FM tuner and recorder. I could record some music live of Ukranian airwaves. The bathroom was shared with two other rooms. The door to the bathroom was difficult to close and made noise. I was as quiet as possible.

I tried to go for some Ukrainian food, but ended up having a Czech dinner at the Staromak (Старомак), which was fine as it was about half a mile from the hostel and easy to return from there. I had a pork chop, dumplings and steamed vegetables, with a Staropramen beer or two. It was quite tasty. I had the Kvass later on. For Ukranian food, you would need to go to the city center at Khreshchatyk / Maidan Nezalezhnosti (Independence Square). I walked back to my hostel and went to bed, recording what FM radio broadcast I could.

Tomorrow (Saturday 10 October 2009) is the Kiev Lonely Planet Walk, as stated in the Lonely Planet Guide for the Ukraine. I think I covered pretty much all of the walk. If you wanted to see the companion videos for that week, they can be found in my videos section.

Спокойной ночи и до завтра!

На добраніч, і до завтра!

Дабранач, і да заўтра!

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Day Two - July 6, 2024

A long travel day over 2 days. I flew out of Waco to DFW at 10:30 a.m. on Friday, July 5, and waited for the rest of the group to meet me at the Flagship Lounge at DFW. Tim Ussery had to take a longer route to London, since he booked his flight later than us. We departed Dallas on time at 3:15 p.m. to London Heathrow for our 8.5 hour flight. Luckily, no hiccups in the air and we landed in London a little early (around 6:15 a.m.) on Saturday, July 6.d

Heathrow is not one of my favorite airports (see my blog from last year when Laura and I had to spend over 12 hours at this airport on our way to Italy), but this time, it was a fairly quick stay. We left Heathrow around 8:15 a.m. for our quick 1.5 hour flight to Glasgow. We arrived around 9:45 a.m. and were greeted by our golf host for the week, Joe Marshall, with Perry Golf Tours. The only small hiccup, my golf bag (and Gordon Robinson's golf bag) was apparently pulled from our flight, probably due to weight issues. That meant it wasn't going to arrive until later this evening.

This presented my first problem, as my golf bag didn't arrive at the Glasgow airport until 8:30 p.m. last night and the luggage area was closed. Our driver is supposed to get my bag this morning, but its arrival will be later this morning (July 7), after our tee time starts at 10 a.m. So, my first round will be without my clubs, my golf shoes, my putter (a very important club for me), my rainsuit, etc. I will be playing with a rental set and not looking forward to playing a challenging course like the Ailsa without my proper equipment.

Most of our golf group was smart and sent their clubs ahead last week to the hotel via Ship Sticks. I was not one of the smart ones.

After we arrvived at the Trump Turnberry Hotel, we felt like we were in Nirvana. The hotel sits high on the hill, over looking 36 hoes of links golf, the Firth of Clyde and Turnberry Bay. The views are incredible. The signature lighthouse looms majestically at the end of the bay.

Todd, Taylor and Tim (our under 45 age group) decided to get 18 holes in at the King Robert the Bruce course (the second 18 holes here). Johnny, Jim T and I decided to walk the 1.4 miles (2.8 r/t) to the lighthouse for the views. The weather was a little windy, but a perfeact 62 degrees. In fact, after we returned, I decided to make the roundrip walk twice (second time with Gordon).

After a round of afternoon drinks and a shower, we met for dinner at the 1906 Restaurant at the Hotel. The food, wine (of course) and conversation were great. I had a great Turbut fish dish. We enjoyed a 2020 Oliver Lefaive white burgundy wine from Puligney-Montrachet Les Meix and a 2017 Pomerol Bordeaux red from Chateau La Grave (Trigant de Boissert). Dinner plates on our table that were served included lamb chops, a beef filet, a duck breast and local fish. Several of us stayed up until around 10:30 p.m. having drinks in the bar and sharing stories with some groomsman and bridesmaides from a local wedding at the resort.

I accomplished my goal of staying awake (no naps, except for a little on the plane) for the first 36 hours to get my time clock set for the local Scotish time.

Tomorrow, the trip begins (albeit without my clubs and equipment for the first round) with our first golf round at the Ailsa Turberry Course. I wil report more tomorrow. Cheerio!

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Everyone says I'm good with my feelings; I talk about them, it's my way of healing but no one saw the hardest times.

I've been 35 for almost a full week now. I'm not sure what to say about it so far but I can't help but reflect on the last 5 years since I entered my 30s.

The day after my 30th birthday, I moved into my old townhouse. I met my new landlord at the house and got the keys. She said I could start moving in right away. I was so excited to finally live in a house instead of an apartment. It felt like such a dream come true. That birthday was the beginning of a lot of great things because a year later, shortly after I turned 31, I got my dream car - a Volvo XC40. It was my first new car, ever.

My 30s started off really well. In addition to getting my dream car, I fell in love again at 31 for the first time in over 10 years. If you scroll back to 2020 on this blog, you can read about that year and how things were finally looking up for me.

The last 5 years have been filled with so many highs and lows. It's like a rollercoaster that never ends. It's weird to think that I'm halfway through my 30s.

Leading up to my birthday last week, the weekend started with many delays. Our flight coming back Sunday morning was delayed and I was convinced it would delay further so I picked up a trip for Sunday night expecting to not actually be able to fly it. Since I was nervous about how long I'd be gone, in a pinch, Kia suggested I drop off the dogs at her house since I didn't have a dog sitter that night. I quickly threw on my uniform and got in the car with the dogs to drop them off at her house on my way to work.

As luck would have it, I was still legal for the trip Sunday night. The trip was ok though and I worked with people I actually like, which was nice.

When we landed back in DFW on Monday morning (my birthday), we got back on time, arrived at a gate by the exit, and the bus was waiting outside when I got out there. There was barely any traffic on my way home, too, so it felt like the start of a good birthday.

Even though I was tired, I met my sister and two of her younger kids at a nearby waterpark. My sister convinced me to go down one slide that looked completely harmless until I went down and my hat nearly flew off my head and I got a ton of water up my nose and in my eyes. Going down that slide made me think about how life is sometimes, especially lately. You're going down this slide, having so much fun, not sure what to expect but hoping for the best, and then the end hits you so suddenly. You know it's coming but somehow you don't expect it when it arrives. It hurts some, too. You get water up your nose and in your eyes, you feel like you can't breathe or see clearly. Even though it was fun in the beginning, you walk away wondering if it was worth all of the pain in the end.

I finished out my birthday by running some errands and getting my nails done. I picked up ice cream for my niece, Lucy, and I, and then headed home, thinking I'd go out to dinner that night. I was so tired that I never made it to dinner and ended up watching movies on my couch. I watched Hope Floats. The movie ends with the following quote:

"Beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. You need to remember that when you find yourself at the beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up."

Even though my birthday didn't end the way I had hoped, that quote was perfect for finishing out the day.

I've been busy working a lot so there hasn't been a whole lot of time where I haven't been flying. Thursday I met up with Shinayde in the morning to have espresso martini flights at Ascension on the river and then finished out the day by going to a yin yoga class by the airport before work. When I got to work that night, my neighbor texted me, sending me into a complete panic, totally ruining the zen feeling I had achieved from yoga. I'm not sure if I forgot to close my garage door or if it had popped back open when I closed it but I was so freaked out that I asked him to go over to my house and check inside and then close the garage. Luckily, everything was fine but I'm trying to be extra careful now.

Friday afternoon I made it to yoga and didn't accomplish much else other than going back to work that night. These blocks of five nights in a row are rough but I don't think I could do it if I wasn't flying with friends. Even though my commute sucks right now, it's a good opportunity for me to make more money by flying extra. Since being single, I have literally doubled my income, which is a huge win. It literally pays to be single.

I have taken some time this week to meet new dog sitters to help me get through the rest of the summer, especially since I'm on reserve next month. With a possible strike coming, I feel like I need extra backup plans for all of the "just in case"s in my life.

Since it's looking like my parents are going to rent out my house once I move out, I decided to reassess my move and look for somewhere that might work better for me since the original place won't be ready until at least the end of August. I want my parents to be able to find a tenant before school starts back up so if I can move sooner, then I'm going to try to do that. I reached back out to the realtor that I was working with previously and we're planning on going to see some houses this week.

There are quite a few good options that she found so far but I'm obviously partial to the one close to my old house. I'd love to be able to just go back to my life and live in the same area again, where I know I'm happy and everything is convenient.

This week I made plans with Julie to go to see a show with a medium. I'm really excited and hoping I'm selected and can hear from Dan. I feel like it would make such a difference in my life right now to hear from him. It's hard to believe that it has been almost 2 years since he has been gone. It still doesn't feel real and they're wrong when they say that it gets easier. It honestly feels like it gets harder every day.

My birthday this year was the second one without a birthday wish from Dan. Whenever I feel sad about him being gone and getting through this life without him and on my own, I remember the night when he told me that we were lucky to have found what we did at such a young age. He was right. Maybe I don't get to feel all of those things now and be happy with how my life is going but when I look back, I think about all of those years we had together. We were so lucky. I know he's out there, cheering me on, always, wishing for the very best for me. I know he just wants me to be happy.

I take a bad day and call it a blessing I take a heartbreak and call it a lesson Why even through all the tears nothing looks, nothing looks bad Oh I, I've seen the worst nights and never forgot 'em Now I can sit down and face any problem 'Cause one thing I know is that nothing looks, nothing looks bad When you've seen rock bottom

xoxo

Annie

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[ad_1] Trinsic Residential Group is gearing as much as remodel an outdated industrial lot south of downtown Plano right into a transit-oriented condo complicated. The Dallas-based agency, headed by CEO Brian Tusa, is nearing the beginning of development on the $50 million Aurora Northline, a 325-unit undertaking that can exchange a lumber yard and industrial constructing on the location north of Bush Turnpike, the Dallas Morning Information reported. The estimated development price involves about $153,800 per unit. Scheduled for completion in early 2026, Aura Northline will comprise two five-story wood-framed buildings encircling a five-story parking storage, spanning 474,000 sq. toes. It's positioned between two Dallas Space Speedy Transit rail stations and close to a hike and bike path. A number of flats and a resort are adjoining to the location, and Dallas-based developer KDC is on the forefront of the $2 billion CityLine campus close by, which options workplaces, flats, a resort and retail house on a 200-acre lot. Trinsic isn't any stranger to large-scale initiatives, with a portfolio of seven,000 Dallas-Fort Value flats and one other 2,000 within the pipeline.  It gained’t be Trinsic’s first Plano undertaking, because it already delivered the386-unit Aura One90 flats at 680 Govt Drive.  Plano’s transit accessibility, together with the forthcoming 26-mile DART Silver Line linking the northern Dallas suburb to DFW Worldwide Airport, makes it enticing to builders. Houston-based Hines is partnering with a website proprietor alongside the Silver Line for a mixed-use improvement that includes flats, retail areas and a pickleball facility on 7 acres, the outlet stated. —Quinn Donoghue  Learn extra [ad_2] Supply hyperlink