Many of you ask about my mobility and my health post-accident and most of the time I reply that everything is pretty much hunky-dory. I can't point my toes, which makes running impossible and I find standing in my barefeet very uncomfortable so I simply avoid it by always wearing something on my feet. No big deal. There is one huge pain in my life and that comes to travelling by air.
Remember this guy?
Yeah, the shoe bomber from 2001. This man, has probably more than any person, affected my life. Four years since his little "stunt" travelling through America's airports requires us to take off our shoes and put them through the x-ray machine. Simple for most, but a huge undertaking for me. I now have a couple options.
The first, and one that I have to undertake if I don't plan ahead, has me approach the TSA person and hold out my x-rays. I then ask to be able to walk through the machine with my shoes and then I will sit down, take off my shoes and then have them x-rayed separately. Because of this request, I am immediately flagged and put into the high-security line. This requrires my to be wanded by one of the TSA people. If the alert level is orange or above, the sensitivity of the wand is so great that my barefeet set off the the wand, which causes further inquisition. But after showing them my x-ray and being cleared, then most TSA people are interested in the story of my feet and well, being the cheerful and giving person I am, off into the story I go. If I am lucky, this whole encounter takes less than 10 minutes.
My second option, one that I discovered works like a charm is to pack a pair of flip-flops in my carry-on. Flip-flops are not required to be removed and so I can zip through without any issues. But, the sight of my changing into flip-flops in a cold city like Seattle in December does cause people to raise and eye-brow or two.
So, hats off to you, Richard Reid, the shoebomber. Thanks for causing such a hassle in my life.
Yeah, the shoe bomber from 2001. This man, has probably more than any person, affected my life. Four years since his little "stunt" travelling through America's airports requires us to take off our shoes and put them through the x-ray machine. Simple for most, but a huge undertaking for me. I now have a couple options.
The first, and one that I have to undertake if I don't plan ahead, has me approach the TSA person and hold out my x-rays. I then ask to be able to walk through the machine with my shoes and then I will sit down, take off my shoes and then have them x-rayed separately. Because of this request, I am immediately flagged and put into the high-security line. This requrires my to be wanded by one of the TSA people. If the alert level is orange or above, the sensitivity of the wand is so great that my barefeet set off the the wand, which causes further inquisition. But after showing them my x-ray and being cleared, then most TSA people are interested in the story of my feet and well, being the cheerful and giving person I am, off into the story I go. If I am lucky, this whole encounter takes less than 10 minutes.
My second option, one that I discovered works like a charm is to pack a pair of flip-flops in my carry-on. Flip-flops are not required to be removed and so I can zip through without any issues. But, the sight of my changing into flip-flops in a cold city like Seattle in December does cause people to raise and eye-brow or two.
So, hats off to you, Richard Reid, the shoebomber. Thanks for causing such a hassle in my life.
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