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Cake day: December 17th, 2023
  • TotallyNotSpez@startrek.websitetoWomensStuff@piefed.blahaj.zone•What has fear stopped you doing in your life?
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    1 month ago

    Flying. That’s my Cryptonite. It’s not necessarily a problem with heights since I do love hiking, but at least I’ve got solid ground under my feet and if I fall down, well, that’s my dumb mistake then for not being careful enough. The mountains and hills are my friends.

    Then again I do struggle with sitting on a balcony 3rd floor or higher, I really don’t like staircases with gaps between each step and I can not climb up a ladder higher than two meters.

    I never fly. Even if you offered me a million Euros, I would not accept the deal. Every time I travel between mainland Europe and the UK or Ireland, I take busses, trains and ferries. It takes fairly long (2 days), it’s expensive, but fuck no to flying.

    Then again my superpower is to never get seasick. I grew up in a very maritime environment, I knew how to kayak before I learnt how to ride a bicycle at age 5. I love stormy seas, it makes me feel very alive.

    Last time I took the ferry from France to England, the ship went into a massive storm. All the furniture was moving around, most passengers got seasick. The lad next to my table was just hugging his table trying not to throw up - while I was sitting next to him with a cold pint of beer, smiling, having the time of my life. :D

  • TotallyNotSpez@startrek.websitetoMicroblog Memes@lemmy.world•Age verification English
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    2 months ago

    So, in Ireland, you need to go to a so called Off License to purchase alcohol or ciggies (the latter you can purchase at a newsagent as well). Went to my local grocery shop which had its own Off License to buy some tobacco. New guy working there, apparently from Poland. He asked me for my ID. I gave him my ID from another EU country which is basically the size of a credit card. He would absolutely not believe me that this was my official ID - even though as far as I know, the Polish IDs are the same format. He insisted I’d have to provide him with a drivers license (which I never had in the first place) or to show him my passport (which I didn’t own either since you don’t need one travelling from one EU country to another). This went back and forth for about ten minutes until I asked to speak to the manager for the first time ever in my life. Manager popped by and I explained what was going on. The manager checked my ID card and told the new guy: ‘Of course that’s an official ID, you gobshite…’. It made me chuckle and off I went with my tobacco.