I’m up in the air again, after having just come back a few days ago from New York Fashion week. Heading to Savannah this time for some relaxing time with my husband.
We arrive at the airport just 1hr before the flight: since there is nothing at the airport, better not to waste too much time in it, I think.
But, to my surprise at the United terminal, after having passed the security area 3, F zone, there are some shops and even a quite nice sushi bar. There is a Sturbucks too where you can actually sit down comfortably.
But we have no time and we have to quickly reach F12, which is quite a walk and we have only 30min left before take off.
I'm sure that you are thinking: why so little time if you did the check in on line, you have only hand luggage and the ticket is on your mobile screen? Well...the fault was the stupid X-Ray machine they are using. Lately, even for my flight to New York last week, they have been using them for everyone. Just until December they were selecting some people to go through the X-Ray machine and some other to go through the old system. Now it seems that the old system is used only for the crew members.
Anyway, stubborn as I'm, I have decided that I'm not going to be X-rayed today, neither is my husband, even if it means missing the flight.
So, there you go, apparently we are the only 2 who requested a pat down instead of the X-Ray and they have to go and look for the officers who are going to do that for us (which takes awhile of course!).
Have you tried the pat down? They advise you that they are going to touch you with the back of their hands on your sensitive areas...they actually ask you first if you have sensitive areas...no kidding!
You will be requested if you want to go to a private area...say no: if they have to touch you, better where everyone can see...
Anyway of course a woman performs the pat down for women and a man for men.
It's not cool at all, but I believe that those X-Rays aren't good for our body and I travel a lot so I don't want to risk my health to some silly machines that one day might most likely turn out to be aggressive on our immune system.
We finally arrive to our gate, right on time and we board straight away.
The aircraft is so tiny that I'm thinking to buy it as a toy to my nephew Tommy who loves airplanes: we also have a passenger who looks exactly like Crusty the Clown. This thing is so small that I have already hit my head on the overhead locker 3 times and I'm not a giant!
I better sit quietly now (have I mentioned the flight attendant, a lady of about 50 years old is giving orders to the passengers -myself included- as if she was Hitler?) until we arrive to sunny Savannah where I hope our room will be more spacious than our plane!
We arrive at Savannah airport and it’s quite cute I have to say: few shops in the arrival area and right when you exit the aircraft there is a flip flop shop and a sunglasses shop: quite efficient and smart if you forgot those essentials, since the sun and the sea are right outside waiting!
