I Used To Enjoy Going To The Airport Part Two
My last solo trip on an airplane was after the TSA started screening passengers and I remember almost missing my flight because it took some time to put on my belt and shoes and get to the gate and again having to adjust my belt as I sat in my seat on the airplane before taking off. My nephew accompanied to the airport and traveled with me this trip. The TSA folks kept moving me over to the short lines, the guy at the front desk asked me if I needed a wheelchair. Long story shortened I guess I looked like an accident waiting to happen and I would probably screw up the longer line if I fell down. Being out of practice, I forgot to take off my belt and was excused from taking off my shoes, preferring to being wanded and explaining I had a hip replacement and would need a chair to put my shoes back on. Moving sidewalks seemed less daunting than a "train" with various stops along the concourse with the added advantage of admiring art in public places and ...