Traveling as a Gorgon

Medusa hates flying.

Mostly because of airport security.

Her extra-opaque Versace sunglasses always set off the metal detectors,

and it often takes a great deal of explaining when she’s asked why she can’t take them off. 

Usually, this predicament ends in her having to give a demonstration of her solidifying abilities,

which isn’t her favorite thing to do. 

Not to mention the hassle of getting her serpents through customs without violating animal regulations.

And when booking flights, she always has to also book the two seats next to her

so that her row is clear of passengers that may have comments about her head. 

Overall, airplanes as a mode of transportation are far from Medusa’s favorite

and she would much rather catch a ride on Helios’ chariot any day.

 

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