To everyone who will see these presents, greeting:
You're reading my first blog post, and it will start with my description of my "travel panic". I don't like to be late, especially when I have to travel somewhere. I have an unhealthy fear of missing my flight and getting stuck in an airport somewhere. If I have a flight at 1230, I usually like to show up at the airport three days ahead of time, just to make sure I make it through security on time. I also obsess over the flight schedules, pore over airport terminal maps for hours, and plan every step of my travel, just in case something like a closed bathroom or a hurricane disrupts my travel plans. Steffi likes to plan out everything else, so I leave that stuff to her. But when it comes to getting wherever Steffi's plans happen to be going down, I'm all over it.
So I've made it through the US Airways check-in process, where I do have to comment on the manners of the desk clerk, especially in how they were seriously lacking. No smile, she tossed my passport aside after swiping it through the computer, tossed it up on the counter in front of me after she was done with it, and cut me off as I was asking her if my bags were checked all the way through to Chania. She answered my question (yes, my bags are checked all the way through, thank God), but still. You could be a little nicer, especially to someone who is traveling on military orders. You don't know where I'm going or where I've been, so be nice. (There's some sort of proverb or adage I've heard that says something like that, and it's a good idea to live by.)
After that, security was a relative breeze. I did have to go through the full-body scanner, which made me SO happy to be looked at naked. I have nothing to be ashamed of (take that how you want it), but I don't like being searched like a criminal. In thinking about that, how do the full body scanners constitute a reasonable search and seizure in accordance with the 4th Amendment? You know why El Al profiles? Because it works. We should start.
And now I'm sitting waiting on my hour-late flight to Philly, writing this post. As most of us have seen Boston Logan airport before, I won't bore you with any pictures, but I'll try to get some in Philly. And I'll boo the Phillies, Eagles, Flyers, 76ers, and Union (10 bonus points to whoever knows what team that is) while I'm there.
If you're reading this, forward this around to whoever you think would be interested. I don't want to post this all over Facebook, you know? Εφαριστο!
You're reading my first blog post, and it will start with my description of my "travel panic". I don't like to be late, especially when I have to travel somewhere. I have an unhealthy fear of missing my flight and getting stuck in an airport somewhere. If I have a flight at 1230, I usually like to show up at the airport three days ahead of time, just to make sure I make it through security on time. I also obsess over the flight schedules, pore over airport terminal maps for hours, and plan every step of my travel, just in case something like a closed bathroom or a hurricane disrupts my travel plans. Steffi likes to plan out everything else, so I leave that stuff to her. But when it comes to getting wherever Steffi's plans happen to be going down, I'm all over it.
So I've made it through the US Airways check-in process, where I do have to comment on the manners of the desk clerk, especially in how they were seriously lacking. No smile, she tossed my passport aside after swiping it through the computer, tossed it up on the counter in front of me after she was done with it, and cut me off as I was asking her if my bags were checked all the way through to Chania. She answered my question (yes, my bags are checked all the way through, thank God), but still. You could be a little nicer, especially to someone who is traveling on military orders. You don't know where I'm going or where I've been, so be nice. (There's some sort of proverb or adage I've heard that says something like that, and it's a good idea to live by.)
After that, security was a relative breeze. I did have to go through the full-body scanner, which made me SO happy to be looked at naked. I have nothing to be ashamed of (take that how you want it), but I don't like being searched like a criminal. In thinking about that, how do the full body scanners constitute a reasonable search and seizure in accordance with the 4th Amendment? You know why El Al profiles? Because it works. We should start.
And now I'm sitting waiting on my hour-late flight to Philly, writing this post. As most of us have seen Boston Logan airport before, I won't bore you with any pictures, but I'll try to get some in Philly. And I'll boo the Phillies, Eagles, Flyers, 76ers, and Union (10 bonus points to whoever knows what team that is) while I'm there.
If you're reading this, forward this around to whoever you think would be interested. I don't want to post this all over Facebook, you know? Εφαριστο!
interesting - so i read the whole blog post in my email, and then clicked on the link at the bottom to see this page - the actual blog, with the space to comment. weird..
ReplyDeletesame here... looks nicer on the blog link. Glad to hear you're off to a good start.
ReplyDeleteHave a good flight - were you able to upgrade?
- GP2B
BTW, Soccer team.