This was a first for me and it did have it's funny side.
On the way back to Australia from the UK I had to take a coach from my sisters (Stansted airport) to Heathrow.
That part was a breeze but such an early start. The coach got me to Heathrow at 7.50 am. It is a 2 hour ride and to be at the terminal on time and made up I had to be up and by 4.30 am.
The journey to London was uneventful and after collecting my luggage I went into the terminus and spotted an attendant .
I approached her and asked for directions to get to terminal 3. After getting directions (easy really if I had looked around) she said to me "I love your makeup "and I thanked her. She then asked "are you a man"?
I was unperturbed and answered with a big smile say that yes I used to be.
She told me that in her job she had seen many people who she thought were trans but had never spoken to one.
As I had time to kill I was happy to engage her further and hopefully enlighten her.
There was no malice in her questions and we left on good terms.
I think that I pass pretty well and I know it was my voice that gave me away. This is not something that bothers me and I have never yet had an unpleasant comment about it.
I don't think I would be inclined to surgically alter my voice as I like to talk too much to risk damager to my voice box.
On he flight back home I sat between 2 men (about my age or older) and both of them held conversations with me.
One always hopes that strangers will be accepting and it is relaxing when it happens. Especially so when you are in close proximity for 16 hours. A non stop flight back to Australia.