A Labour of Love: Glamour Sewing Travel

Monday, March 22, 2010

Glamour Sewing Travel

If travel still looked like this maybe I wouldn't break out  in hives every time I go somewhere. Remember when flying was fun and it was a business that was run like a service? Now it's like catching a public bus across town with a strip search included. 

Now that they charge for every bag you check you get to carry even more of your stuff on board hoping not to get caught at the gate with an oversize roller bag or my biggest problem an overweight bag. That's what guys are for, to hoist my thirty pound carry on bag inconspicuously into the overhead bin. That's what I do in the waiting area, pick out the guy that's going to hoist my bag. That's not bad is it? I think it's just being organized and not delaying the boarding process.

Last year, when my sewing machine went though the scanner three security people were standing there looking at the screen having a conference to decide if my size 60 Schmetz needle was a weapon. I didn't want my machine going into regular luggage and getting thrown around so  I leaned over and said "I bet you don't see one of those scan through everyday?" They had a chuckle and let me go - being friendly goes a long way at security.

The year before on my way to Edmonton, I had about 30 mini irons in my carry on and the security guy being the astute guy that he was said "This looks like a bag full of irons" - I said "Good guess, it sure is!" and smiled. He was all proud that he was right and let me go with my irons. As I was buckling my belt and getting my shoes back on, he felt compelled to let me know that he had a Rowenta  - I said "Great choice." and got out of there before he changed his mind.  I'm always so happy to get through security, it's like half of the trip in my mind.  If you have a class, take your own machine, it's a big pain but it's worth it.  You want to learn on what you sew on and for me as a teacher, trust me I like when you have what your familiar with in class.  Just be prepared to have a sense of humor and patience at the airport.

2 comments:

  1. one time I was taking my machine to Toronto, they wanted me to prove it was a sewing machine...The electrical cord and foot pedal were in my suit case ot on the tarmac....They made me go get the cord and foot pedal from my case holding up the plane while I did this, then when I plugged it in and turned it on they said nothing nodded me through and I asked what to do with the cord and pedal as I was into small bags at that stage in life and they shrugged their shoulders so I wore like a necklace while I loaded the plane, I was the last to get on I might add.....

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  2. Good Grief - what next? Thanks for the laugh!

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