With a recent injury, I embarked on a whirlwind trip to NYC/NJ with the assistance of crutches. 36 hrs of traveling was painful and eyeopening.
- The golf cart shuttle looking thing is well worth the enjoyment and novelty. I am seriously thinking about using it the next time I am in a big airport regardless of temporary impairments. I felt like I had first class status around Newark. "Look at me lowly commoners, I have door side service. " And if I ever decide to leave my job, OMA doesn't currently offer such service. I smell a business idea.
- The only people not sympathetic to the crutches were the Continental employees. TSA let me cut in line, cut me a break during security, always asked if I needed assistance. I barely could convince Continental to rebook me on a new flight home same day after a flight cancellation. I got more empathy from a customer service rep on the phone who didn't know anything about my injury. I tweeted @continental for some vindication; however, no retweet. Shocker.
- There was lots of staring. I am guessing people felt sorry for me or thought I was completely nuts.
- I was asked at least six times if it was a skiing injury and they all laughed when I explained it could've had something to do with Vegas. Sobriety and responsible footwear are on this month's life goals list.
- An investment in a backpack is a good idea. I swore them off in college for more stylish choices and I have had an affinity for great bags ever since. Thanks to Greg I sported a Cabela's pack. If you know me at all, Cabela's is not my store. Do they make backpacks with cute argyle patterns?
- Everyone wants to help. While much appreciated, just let me crutch it and get out of the way. If I need help, I know how to ask.
I survived thanks to a very empathetic and entertaining travel partner who also got to enjoy in the perks. No way I could've made this trip alone. Crutches are now gone and I am on to mastering stairs. Still working on the responsible footwear goal.
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