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In the last seven postings, we covered the first five days out and about in 2022. Next week, I will begin a series of seven postings with reports and pictures from Franziska’s three-day weekend trip to Stuttgart. As I had said before, I try to challenge myself to new experiences en femme. And one new experience in 2022 was a weekend trip all en femme. I had planned that trip for a couple of months, I booked a hotel, I made reservations for dinner, I bought an opera ticket, etc.
There are several aspects that make travelling en femme particularly exciting, most notably for me, the commitment you make to follow through. When you spend a day out and about en femme in your hometown and something unforeseen happens, you jump in a taxi and go home. Taking the train to a place hundreds of kilometers from the safety of your home, enforces your commitment to deal with potential issues. I also did not bring any men's clothes or shoes with me, a decision that I had contemplated on for a couple of weeks. I simply did not want to give myself the opportunity for an easy way out – and I ran out of space in my suitcase 😉. No risk, no fun, they say. It all went well, as you will be able to see and read.
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It takes a bit of courage to venture out into the world, particularly to travel, without bringing along any male clothes. But I suppose, in effect burning the lifeboats, forces one to face the world w/o the option of retreating from it.
ReplyDeleteDear reader, Thanks for your visit and for your comment. That was a little bit the intention. Nonetheless, we are not talking about anything life-threatening here, just something potentially very embarrassing. Besides, imagine stumbling, breaking an arm, and needing to go to the hospital, I wouldn't be in the position to fully transform back to my male self anyway: make-up, nails, and all, so I might as well go to the hospital en femme and make the best of it. Best wishes. Franziska.
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