I’m going to use this diary as a running travelogue – will post pics here and other observations of the trip.
Am sitting in Albany Airport- where as usual I was pulled out of line, went through two types of additional security, had to take my head scarf off.
It was weird watching them “test” my comfy plastic garden shoes.
They ran my pocketbook through the machines twice – then preceded to unpack it – twice.
I’m used to this. I never wear anything that will set the alarms off, I’m prepared to be yanked out of line (I am usually the only person of color in line) and I am polite to my inquisitors.
It’s just tedious when you know ahead of time that you are gonna be a target – that there is nothing random about your selection.
45 minutes till my flight boards.
Am going to wander off to find something to munch on.