Today is Monday, June 17, 2013.
I'll be leaving Florida tomorrow, so I guess it's time for me to write about some of my impressions of the Sunshine Sate. For one thing, I learned that the Sabal Palm (pictured) is the state tree of Florida. They're all over the place. There are lots of other interesting trees that I've never seen anywhere else, and the greenery and flowers grow in profusion here.
Although it's called the Sunshine State, it has rained at least once every day I've been here. The rain generally doesn't last long, but it sure does come down hard. They had so much rain before I came that down in Miami the powers that be put a "boil only" policy in place for the city - the water was contaminated by the flooding. The vast, vast majority of people drank bottled water, but they also cooked and washed their hands with it. I used bottled water to wash my wounds, as well, out of an abundance of caution.
It's true that most Floridians have easy access to a pool of some kind, if not to the Pacific Ocean or the Gulf of Mexico, but once again I have not been able to take advantage of this, even though I was careful to bring my swimming suit on this trip.
Like a lot of cities near water, Tampa and Miami seem kind of squished into a small space right by the water This makes driving a challenge, because the roads are narrow and irregular, instead of being laid out in a neat grid pattern, as they are in the Midwest. One thing that helps with driving is these little green signs that tell what the next major intersection is called. Whoever thought of doing this is a genius. Maybe it's just that there are so many people from other places driving in Florida that they put the signs up for the convenience of visitors. It's a great idea, no matter why they did it.
Another interesting fact: On the way down to Miami, I kept seeing these electronic signs saying "SILVER ALERT" and posting information about the make, model, color and license number of a certain car. I thought I was supposed to watch out for someone trying to evade police, but one of my friends explained to me that a "silver alert" is when an older person who tends to be forgetful takes off in a car. Since Florida is a destination of choice for many retirees, this does make sense. I wonder how many other states could benefit from a "silver alert"?
All over the USA, "roundabouts" are being built at intersections that were four-way stops. I saw how they worked in Australia, where they have them everywhere, and I marveled at how quickly the Aussie drivers decided who should proceed next. Here in the US, even in Florida, the roundabouts are not located in busy intersections, so there is usually only one car in the roundabout at a time.
The thing that struck me the most about Florida, this trip, was the security in buildings and the gated communities. My Tampa friend's apartment has a locked metal grate door. I guess it's really no different than the electronically locked glass security door in my own apartment building, but the grated gates can also be found inside garages so that nobody can walk from the garage into an apartment building without knowing how to disarm the lock. The grated gates make me think of cages, and that gives me a "jail" feeling. There are a lot of "gated communities" in Florida, as well, that give one a feeling of "us versus them." You can see how that mentality plays out in the so-called "Stand Your Ground" law, where people are allowed to use firearms to protect their property. We have that in South Dakota, too, but I don't see so many gated communities up north. The trial of George Zimmerman, who is accused of shooting black teenager Trayvon Martin is bringing this whole issue into the national consciousness these days.
At the hospital where my friend's daughter was having her baby, I had to pass inspection by no fewer than three security guards, and I wore a printed name tag.
One other thing I noticed about people in Miami is that they refer to "Miami Time." I've heard people talk about "African Time" as well. If you are on "Miami Time," you arrive late to a function. Maybe it's the heat that leads to a more lethargic lifestyle, I don't know...
I've already commented on the heat and humidity, which make it harder to breathe. I also noticed that they were warning of vary high UV radiation during the day, so I'm glad I didn't go out that much during daylight hours.
From time to time I've had thoughts of moving down to Florida to be with friends, but it appears that it might be pretty expensive for me to live here, and that, with my health issues, it might be better to stay where I am. Florida is a wonderful place and I enjoy visiting, but I guess I really wouldn't want to live here. :-)
Monday, June 17, 2013
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Fran's Birthday Party
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| Photo credit: Eva Shari Schoen |
Yesterday I woke up feeling pretty achy, but more grateful than ever to be alive. I received a lot of lovely well-wishes from my friends all over the world, and was able to continue to publish my two blogs. I spent quite a bit of time showering and dressing wounds before getting dressed and going downstairs for some coffee. Spent time also calling in the accident report to the insurance company and the hospital where I was treated.
In the afternoon, it was time to prepare my salad. My friend Johanna had gone with me on Thursday evening to buy salad fixings at the local grocery, so the preparations were fairly simple.
My friend, Fran, whose 80th birthday we celebrated, sent over some muscle rub, a heating pad, and some pain medications earlier in the day. She also said she was going to ride back to Tampa with me (Johanna is driving). A couple of massage therapists were at the party, and Fran asked one of them if she would mind giving me a massaage. Fran has a massage table, so it was set up by the pool in a secluded area of the patio, and I got the massage of my life. It was wonderful, very gentle, and didn't hurt at all. I will have to get the lady to spell out the word she used to describe this sort of massage. Fran saved a big stuffed rocking chair for my use, and wouldn't let me get up to do anything. I enjoyed talking with a number of the guests who came by my chair to chat.
There were about 25-30 guests, including some family members of Fran's who elected to drive down from Orlando to surprise her. Most of the guests were ECKists, members of Eckankar, our spiritual path. Fran is well known among ECKists, and people from all around the world had been invited.
A wonderful time was had by all.
About the photo:
For those who are not ECKists (members of Eckankar), HU is an ancient name for God handed down from generation to generation in the "old world" - lots of Africans say that they learned to chant HU for protection long before they ever heard about Eckankar. The name HU doesn't belong to Eckankar, though. It belongs to the world. Anyone can chant this Love Song to God no matter what their spiritual path. It is pronounced like the word "hue", and can be chanted on any note that is comfortable. Sit up straight with your feet on the floor and hands in your lap as you wish. Then close your eyes and take a deep breath. Sing HU-U-U-U-U for as long as you can hold it out. Then take another deep breath and sing HU again on the outbreath. Do this for five or ten minutes, then fall silent and experience peace. You can ask God any question you like, or describe a problem you are trying to solve. After your spiritual exercise, start listening and watching for the answer, which may come when you least expect it. :-)
The notes that Eva put in the photo are the Sound of God, an inner sound that you can hear. It is the way God talks to us. It's very much like a zip file or condensed file on the computer - the file gets opened automatically and the information it contains gets played out in our lives as we need it.
The star of ECK represents the presence of our Spiritual Guide, the Mahanta, the Living ECK Master, who is not God, but who shows us the way to find God for ourselves.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Accident!
Today is Saturday, June 15, 2013.
I guess I was a little arrogant about being able to drive anywhere in a rental vehicle - or even in my own car. I had an accident with a small truck yesterday, and not only walked away from the car, but I had no broken bones or concussion.
There are bruises all over, and a couple of bad scrapes, plus some seat belt burn on my neck, and my muscles ache a great deal. Other than that, I'm fine, and grateful to be alive. The driver of the truck didn't seem to be hurt at all, but they were checking him out at the hospital when I left there. Both of us expressed gratitude that the other was "OK." I didn't get a look at his truck, but I'll bet it didn't sustain as much damage as my rental vehicle.
My whole body aches today, even in places that aren't bruised. Will have to find a way to avoid using too much tape with the bandages, as my skin is sensitive to the tape.
Today I will call my insurance company, who will probably have heard from the other party. I will call the Hertz people, too, and tell them I don't want another car. I was thinking of flying from Miami to Tampa, where I already have a ticket, but some friends have offered to drive me to Tampa. We'll see how it works out.
I am grateful for friends and family right now. Everyone has been so supportive. Bear with me as I go through the healing process. :-)
I guess I was a little arrogant about being able to drive anywhere in a rental vehicle - or even in my own car. I had an accident with a small truck yesterday, and not only walked away from the car, but I had no broken bones or concussion.
There are bruises all over, and a couple of bad scrapes, plus some seat belt burn on my neck, and my muscles ache a great deal. Other than that, I'm fine, and grateful to be alive. The driver of the truck didn't seem to be hurt at all, but they were checking him out at the hospital when I left there. Both of us expressed gratitude that the other was "OK." I didn't get a look at his truck, but I'll bet it didn't sustain as much damage as my rental vehicle.
My whole body aches today, even in places that aren't bruised. Will have to find a way to avoid using too much tape with the bandages, as my skin is sensitive to the tape.
Today I will call my insurance company, who will probably have heard from the other party. I will call the Hertz people, too, and tell them I don't want another car. I was thinking of flying from Miami to Tampa, where I already have a ticket, but some friends have offered to drive me to Tampa. We'll see how it works out.
I am grateful for friends and family right now. Everyone has been so supportive. Bear with me as I go through the healing process. :-)
Friday, June 14, 2013
GPS vs Google Maps
Today is Friday, June 14, 2013.
Yesterday I drove from Tampa International Airport to a northern suburb of Miami all by myself in a rental car. Before the trip, my friend in Tampa raved about the GPS built into his car, a Ford Fusion. It had a nice big screen, but with narrow, irregular roads in the middle of downtown Tampa, I didn't think I could pay attention to a GPS and to the road at the same time. Maybe I could get used to one if I started out in a familiar area, but not in an unknown place. Besides, I still think it's a good practice to read maps and have some idea of how you are going to go before you start out. With a GPS, you don't pay attention to the road as you should. You only pay attention to the GPS. It does your thinking for you, and that's scary. I'd rather do my own thinking.
Google Maps aren't perfect, but they are pretty good, and you can always look at the satellite view, as well as the map view, and on main roads they also have a ground view, so you can see what certain landmarks look like. I plan out my route fairly carefully, with turn-by-turn directions, typed out in large print type and all the pages stapled together. That way I can just flip the page when I get ready to go to the next destination.
I did leave my driving directions in my car in Kansas City. (My car is parked at a friend's home.) But since I brought my computer with me, I was able to get my friend in Tampa to print out the directions again, and I will get my friends in Miami to help me print out the directions back to the Tampa, by way of a worship service in a place called Pinellas Park.
Anyway, the GPS: I had been given an address of the Hertz office, and my friend in Tampa dutifully typed the address into his GPS. He then proceeded to ignore directions to take an exit off the freeway, not once but twice. "I know what I'm doing," said my friend. (Ladies, have you heard this before?)
The GPS kept tracking us, but at one point it just said, "You have arrived at your destination," even though we clearly hadn't. We spent an hour driving around when we should have spent only about 20 minutes. Needless to say, I'm not sold on GPS.
I had planned out my driving directions from the address I had been given for Hertz, which turned out to be wrong, but I was able to find the highway without any problems. They are really very good at giving directions at the rental place. Guess they have to be. I will revise my directions back to the airport, without any problems, I think. Today's drive was long, but I didn't get lost even once.
Not only did I make it to Miami OK, I also found the local Weight Watchers meeting and weighed in before driving back to my friend's home. Today I plan to meet a friend whose daughter has just had a baby. Found the address of the hospital and have already figured out the turn-by-turn directions.
Give me a good old map any day. :-)
Yesterday I drove from Tampa International Airport to a northern suburb of Miami all by myself in a rental car. Before the trip, my friend in Tampa raved about the GPS built into his car, a Ford Fusion. It had a nice big screen, but with narrow, irregular roads in the middle of downtown Tampa, I didn't think I could pay attention to a GPS and to the road at the same time. Maybe I could get used to one if I started out in a familiar area, but not in an unknown place. Besides, I still think it's a good practice to read maps and have some idea of how you are going to go before you start out. With a GPS, you don't pay attention to the road as you should. You only pay attention to the GPS. It does your thinking for you, and that's scary. I'd rather do my own thinking.
Google Maps aren't perfect, but they are pretty good, and you can always look at the satellite view, as well as the map view, and on main roads they also have a ground view, so you can see what certain landmarks look like. I plan out my route fairly carefully, with turn-by-turn directions, typed out in large print type and all the pages stapled together. That way I can just flip the page when I get ready to go to the next destination.
I did leave my driving directions in my car in Kansas City. (My car is parked at a friend's home.) But since I brought my computer with me, I was able to get my friend in Tampa to print out the directions again, and I will get my friends in Miami to help me print out the directions back to the Tampa, by way of a worship service in a place called Pinellas Park.
Anyway, the GPS: I had been given an address of the Hertz office, and my friend in Tampa dutifully typed the address into his GPS. He then proceeded to ignore directions to take an exit off the freeway, not once but twice. "I know what I'm doing," said my friend. (Ladies, have you heard this before?)
The GPS kept tracking us, but at one point it just said, "You have arrived at your destination," even though we clearly hadn't. We spent an hour driving around when we should have spent only about 20 minutes. Needless to say, I'm not sold on GPS.
I had planned out my driving directions from the address I had been given for Hertz, which turned out to be wrong, but I was able to find the highway without any problems. They are really very good at giving directions at the rental place. Guess they have to be. I will revise my directions back to the airport, without any problems, I think. Today's drive was long, but I didn't get lost even once.
Not only did I make it to Miami OK, I also found the local Weight Watchers meeting and weighed in before driving back to my friend's home. Today I plan to meet a friend whose daughter has just had a baby. Found the address of the hospital and have already figured out the turn-by-turn directions.
Give me a good old map any day. :-)
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Renting a Car in Florida
Today is Thursday, June 13, 2013.
This will be the second time in my life that I have had a rental car. I'm a little nervous about driving in Florida, but I will just have to trust that my general driving experience will stand me in good stead. A quick check of the driving laws in Florida yielded the information that the minimum speed on the Interstate highway is 50, not 40 as in my home state. I can turn right on red, just like at home, even on a red arrow. The one thing that is truly different in Florida is that NO ONE has the "right of way" here. You are simply urged to avoid a crash. Splendid....
The other thing that's different in Florida is the toll roads. I guess I must seem spoiled, being used to driving on "free" roads. There is conflicting information about tolls - one site says to have quarters ready, but then says as of February 2011 all tolls will either be paid by "Sun Pass" or "Toll By Plate." I will have to ask the attendant at the rental car place. It may be that they will charge me for the tolls automatically on my credit card. Just one more thing to worry about. I did bring a bunch of quarters, just in case. :-)
I looked up the history of Hertz, as well. It was started back in 1918 in Chicago with a fleet of a dozen Model T's. John D. Hertz bought the company in 1923. Since then the company has been bought and sold a number of times, and has been associated with RCA, UAL Corporation, Ford Motor Company, and Volvo. It used to be the number one rental car company in the United States. In second place was Avis, which didn't get it's start until 1947. Remember their slogan: "We Try Harder"? They were the first company to have rental kiosks in airports. That decision would be a no-brainer now, but back in 1947 it might have been seen as a little risky.
It may be a surprise to many – it was, to me – that the largest car rental company in the United States is a latecomer to the rental car game: Enterprise, established in 1957. The company was named after the aircraft carrier, Enterprise, one of three American carriers to survive World War II, which fought in more battles than any other American ship, earning 20 battle stars.
According to consumer advocate Christopher Elliot, Hertz is by far the best car rental company in terms of service and prices. Elliot noted that the company has a "conservative approach" to damage claims, pursuing only those claims in which they are certain the damage was caused by a customer. Enterprise came in second, followed by Avis, National, Budget and Alamo.
These days, it's really nice to be able to reserve a rental car from home on the Internet. My rate was something like ten dollars a day, as opposed to over 20 dollars a day if you rent on site.
When I got to Florida, I noticed that my friend's car was equipped with a GPS system that had a huge screen. My friend here in Tampa is the second person to insist that I learn how to drive with a GPS. That might work if I start in a local area that I'm familiar with. Then I might get used to glancing at the GPS screen. But basically, I prefer to get my information from Google maps and actually look at satellite photos and ground photos of an area before I leave. I typed out turn-by-turn directions for myself that I printed out in large type, so I can glance at the directions quickly when I need to. This system has worked well for me in the past, and I will go with it, even if the rental car has GPS, which I will turn off if I can, since it's just one more distraction, and I believe in keeping my eyes firmly on the road. :-)
This will be the second time in my life that I have had a rental car. I'm a little nervous about driving in Florida, but I will just have to trust that my general driving experience will stand me in good stead. A quick check of the driving laws in Florida yielded the information that the minimum speed on the Interstate highway is 50, not 40 as in my home state. I can turn right on red, just like at home, even on a red arrow. The one thing that is truly different in Florida is that NO ONE has the "right of way" here. You are simply urged to avoid a crash. Splendid....
The other thing that's different in Florida is the toll roads. I guess I must seem spoiled, being used to driving on "free" roads. There is conflicting information about tolls - one site says to have quarters ready, but then says as of February 2011 all tolls will either be paid by "Sun Pass" or "Toll By Plate." I will have to ask the attendant at the rental car place. It may be that they will charge me for the tolls automatically on my credit card. Just one more thing to worry about. I did bring a bunch of quarters, just in case. :-)
I looked up the history of Hertz, as well. It was started back in 1918 in Chicago with a fleet of a dozen Model T's. John D. Hertz bought the company in 1923. Since then the company has been bought and sold a number of times, and has been associated with RCA, UAL Corporation, Ford Motor Company, and Volvo. It used to be the number one rental car company in the United States. In second place was Avis, which didn't get it's start until 1947. Remember their slogan: "We Try Harder"? They were the first company to have rental kiosks in airports. That decision would be a no-brainer now, but back in 1947 it might have been seen as a little risky.
It may be a surprise to many – it was, to me – that the largest car rental company in the United States is a latecomer to the rental car game: Enterprise, established in 1957. The company was named after the aircraft carrier, Enterprise, one of three American carriers to survive World War II, which fought in more battles than any other American ship, earning 20 battle stars.
According to consumer advocate Christopher Elliot, Hertz is by far the best car rental company in terms of service and prices. Elliot noted that the company has a "conservative approach" to damage claims, pursuing only those claims in which they are certain the damage was caused by a customer. Enterprise came in second, followed by Avis, National, Budget and Alamo.
These days, it's really nice to be able to reserve a rental car from home on the Internet. My rate was something like ten dollars a day, as opposed to over 20 dollars a day if you rent on site.
When I got to Florida, I noticed that my friend's car was equipped with a GPS system that had a huge screen. My friend here in Tampa is the second person to insist that I learn how to drive with a GPS. That might work if I start in a local area that I'm familiar with. Then I might get used to glancing at the GPS screen. But basically, I prefer to get my information from Google maps and actually look at satellite photos and ground photos of an area before I leave. I typed out turn-by-turn directions for myself that I printed out in large type, so I can glance at the directions quickly when I need to. This system has worked well for me in the past, and I will go with it, even if the rental car has GPS, which I will turn off if I can, since it's just one more distraction, and I believe in keeping my eyes firmly on the road. :-)
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Breathing in Hot Weather
Today is Wednesday, June 12, 2013.
I spent most of the day on Tuesday in my friend's air-conditioned apartment while he was at work. In the late afternoon, we went out to eat and were seated outdoors. It wasn't too bad where were were seated, because there was a cool breeze, but I did find walking difficult in the heat. The grocery store we went to was air-conditioned and I felt a bit better there.
It occurred to me to find out why it is so hard for me to breathe in hot weather. This is what I found out.
First of all, everybody is different, and apparently, you can get used to anything. Each person's body handles heat a bit differently. I know I handled heat better when I lived in Japan, which is just about as hot and humid is Florida. Of course, I was younger then, too. I did feel better in air-conditioning, but I must have a fairly small "comfort zone," or range of temperatures within which I am comfortable. I get cold easily in air conditioning, but I can always put on a sweater.
There are apparently no definitive studies on breathing in hot or humid weather because each body handles conditions differently, but it is known that heat and humidity trigger asthma, and that is a condition I have.
One recent study found that breathing of hot, humid air triggered an immediate increase in airway resistance in patients with mild asthma, but caused little or no response in healthy subjects. Breathing hot, humid air also triggered consistent coughs in those with asthma.
Other than staying indoors in air-conditioned places, it is best to eat light meals when the weather is hot and muggy. And use your inhaler before you go out. :-/
I spent most of the day on Tuesday in my friend's air-conditioned apartment while he was at work. In the late afternoon, we went out to eat and were seated outdoors. It wasn't too bad where were were seated, because there was a cool breeze, but I did find walking difficult in the heat. The grocery store we went to was air-conditioned and I felt a bit better there.
It occurred to me to find out why it is so hard for me to breathe in hot weather. This is what I found out.
First of all, everybody is different, and apparently, you can get used to anything. Each person's body handles heat a bit differently. I know I handled heat better when I lived in Japan, which is just about as hot and humid is Florida. Of course, I was younger then, too. I did feel better in air-conditioning, but I must have a fairly small "comfort zone," or range of temperatures within which I am comfortable. I get cold easily in air conditioning, but I can always put on a sweater.
There are apparently no definitive studies on breathing in hot or humid weather because each body handles conditions differently, but it is known that heat and humidity trigger asthma, and that is a condition I have.
One recent study found that breathing of hot, humid air triggered an immediate increase in airway resistance in patients with mild asthma, but caused little or no response in healthy subjects. Breathing hot, humid air also triggered consistent coughs in those with asthma.
Researchers still don't know why this happens, but one explanation is that there are more airborne allergens in humid weather, such as dust
mites and molds. Research confirms that asthma
flare-ups are linked with rainfall, high pressure, high and low
temperature and lightning strikes, as well.
Other than staying indoors in air-conditioned places, it is best to eat light meals when the weather is hot and muggy. And use your inhaler before you go out. :-/
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Thoughts on Air Travel
Today is Tuesday, June 11, 2013.
These days, every time I travel by air, I am reminded of how fragile and out-of-shape my body is. I've been able to stay "regular" this trip, but my joints ache badly. Fortunately, there was a SkyCap waiting at the gate in Atlanta with a wheelchair, who got me to my connection gate in record time. It really helps, sometimes, to have gray hair.
Fortunately, also, there were young men who were willing to help me put my bags in the overhead bin. People are pretty nice to one another when they're traveling, I've noticed. The walk out to my friend's car was a little long, and carrying anything heavy, even if it is on wheels, puts pressure on my knees.
On one flight I sat next to a delightful young woman who was watching a comedy movie on her iPad. She realized that I was watching it, too, and we ended up laughing together at the physical comedy parts. I was even able to lip-read somewhat. The woman had five kids, and it seemed that she was a single mother. Her own mom was taking care of the kids so that she could attend the wedding of a friend in Bermuda. Why don't any of my friends get married in Bermuda?
This time I had to pay a "bag fee" and a "seat fee," which was OK because I was able to "upgrade" to a seat with more leg room. It was nice to be able to print out my boarding pass ahead of time. I ended up starting my flight just before five p.m., but a meal on the plane was not an option. I had very little time between flights, so wasn't able to eat then, either. Fortunately, I bought a few nuts at the airport, so am chewing a few as I type. Also fortunately, I had a good breakfast and a very substantial lunch before going to the airport.
I know I am overweight, but the seats are awfully small. I am glad I've lost 20 pounds since the last time I flew, though. One plane even had a big enough seatbelt. On the other one, I had to ask for an extra section of belt. I will celebrate when I no longer have to do that.
Security: this time, for the first time, I had to get into the scanner, spread my legs apart, and put my hands over my head. I so wish I didn't have to do that.... At least I've learned to put most of my toiletries in my checked bag, and have all the toiletries in my carry-on bag in 1 or two see-through bags. I know it's for my safety, but it's demeaning, pure and simple to have to go through that security protocol. :-/
These days, every time I travel by air, I am reminded of how fragile and out-of-shape my body is. I've been able to stay "regular" this trip, but my joints ache badly. Fortunately, there was a SkyCap waiting at the gate in Atlanta with a wheelchair, who got me to my connection gate in record time. It really helps, sometimes, to have gray hair.
Fortunately, also, there were young men who were willing to help me put my bags in the overhead bin. People are pretty nice to one another when they're traveling, I've noticed. The walk out to my friend's car was a little long, and carrying anything heavy, even if it is on wheels, puts pressure on my knees.
On one flight I sat next to a delightful young woman who was watching a comedy movie on her iPad. She realized that I was watching it, too, and we ended up laughing together at the physical comedy parts. I was even able to lip-read somewhat. The woman had five kids, and it seemed that she was a single mother. Her own mom was taking care of the kids so that she could attend the wedding of a friend in Bermuda. Why don't any of my friends get married in Bermuda?
This time I had to pay a "bag fee" and a "seat fee," which was OK because I was able to "upgrade" to a seat with more leg room. It was nice to be able to print out my boarding pass ahead of time. I ended up starting my flight just before five p.m., but a meal on the plane was not an option. I had very little time between flights, so wasn't able to eat then, either. Fortunately, I bought a few nuts at the airport, so am chewing a few as I type. Also fortunately, I had a good breakfast and a very substantial lunch before going to the airport.
I know I am overweight, but the seats are awfully small. I am glad I've lost 20 pounds since the last time I flew, though. One plane even had a big enough seatbelt. On the other one, I had to ask for an extra section of belt. I will celebrate when I no longer have to do that.
Security: this time, for the first time, I had to get into the scanner, spread my legs apart, and put my hands over my head. I so wish I didn't have to do that.... At least I've learned to put most of my toiletries in my checked bag, and have all the toiletries in my carry-on bag in 1 or two see-through bags. I know it's for my safety, but it's demeaning, pure and simple to have to go through that security protocol. :-/
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