The first first of the week was going to be the air travel. It has to be stated (or maybe it doesn't but I'm going to anyway) that I was "flying pretty" but all the paperwork had to be in my legal (male) name, also that Bob is just a friend. Check in went fine, with no issues around any difference between my presentation and my paperwork, but that was the first of many times that we were assumed to be "a couple". Next came security, inevitably I did set off the alarms and had to go through the full body scanner and get a pat down. All the way through I was treated with respect, referred to as madam and the pat down was conducted with respect but efficiently by the female officer.
As with everything else the flight when pleasantly enough and was pretty uneventful, arriving at Luqa airport we bought our duty free supplies for the week and passed through passport control to collect our luggage. A small piece of glee to start the holiday off well when the Malta passport officer looked at my passport and started to say that I had given him my "husband's passport by mistake", then half way through looked at Bob (six foot five and black hair) looked back at the photo and realised. He had the good grace to look a little sheepish and did the classic "oh, right yes, erm thank you Miss"