I used to love to travel. But that was before you had to arrive at the terminal several hours before flight time. Before your bags had a weight limit or a charge attached to them. Before your carry-on became more and more limited in size and number. Before you had to place your electronic devices in separate trays. Before liquids were limited in size. Before sharp objects were outlawed. Before you had to go through body scanners. My knee replacements always trigger their alerts when I walk through the security area.
I even recall a time when passports were not necessary in order to board a flight. I recall flying solo as a teenager before I even had a driver’s license and the only ID I had was the card they give you when you buy a wallet. Yes I even remember a time when the staff at Customs and Immigration smiled and made you feel welcome when you returned home to Canada.
A few months ago I flew back to Winnipeg after being away for a couple of years. And they ripped me apart. They went through my suitcase and my backpack. They asked me all kinds of questions that I considered were an invasion of my privacy. When the officer commented that I didn’t really spend much time in Canada, my reply was “With a welcome like this, why would I come back more often?”
Mexico has a system where you press a button and getting either a green or red light. In the past seven plus years I’ve always gotten the green light and I hope this continues until this system is phased out in the next couple of years.
It’s getting a little trickier flying in to the USA since Trump has been around. But for the most part the American officials have been much more friendly than their Canadian counterparts.
I just booked a flight the other day with Interjet, an airline I have never flown with before. I’m off to Toronto to meet my new granddaughter. I haven’t gone through Customs and Immigration in Toronto in a couple of years but I do recall long lineups in the past. But first I have a layover in Mexico City. The last time I was at that airport was eight years ago, and I expect that it has changed tremendously.
Yes, flying today is certainly more challenging today. But I still love the thrill of racing down the runway at take-off and that upward climb into the wild blue yonder…………..