Speaking for a living has taken me all over the world. I love seeing all the unique places and wonderful people. The only problem is I have to go through the airports of the world to do it.
I guess it’s not so much the airport as the way that airport treats my one piece of critical baggage–my wheelchair.
It’s always scary to get off the plane to see what condition I am going to find my chair in. (For those who wonder how I travel on an airplane, see below.)
I’ve had it come off the plane with too many pieces and not enough pieces. It’s come bent frames, bent wheels, bent backs and lost batteries (to name a few)–and when it does, I “get” to deal with the people in baggage claim because their people treated my $20,000.00 wheelchair like a $2.00 rag doll.
Then, after waiting in line, and processing my claim it still goes on. Kinda like the time when Delta lost my chair, and after going through all the paperwork, they told me that I couldn’t take the Delta wheelchair with me. I spent literally 15 plus minutes trying to explain to the Delta rep. that I wasn’t real effective without any wheelchair at all. (At one point I wondered if I was going to have to crawl to the hotel on my elbows!) But, in the end, just like everything else, things eventually work out and you move on to the next adventure.
However, all this experience made me appreciate Dave Carroll’s plight even more. The trilogy below gave me a good laugh. It’s a healthy piece of the lighter side. If you don’t have the time, you don’t have to watch all three. The first is great all on it’s own. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.
PS. When I get on a plane, they “gate check” my wheelchair, and I drive my chair right up to the entrance of the plane. Once there, the airlines provide a couple of guys (hopefully guys–I’ve had two women over 50 show up before, and to say it was interesting is an understatement) to lift me from my chair onto a little “aisle chair”. It’s called an aisle chair because it’s thin enough to travel up and down the aisles on an airplane. (See….the guys at the airlines figured that one out.) Once on the aisle chair, they take my through the plane and lift me into a regular seat on the plane.