And Counting

And in a week from now, I'll be up in the air, sitting in seat 8F (I prefer to think of it as The Seat of F8 - geddit?). The trolleys will be working the aisles, dispensing coffee and early morning alcohol. I can't quite believe how well the whole airline travel with mobility equipment has gone. I thought that they would only carry wheelchairs, manual and powered, but not scooters. But it turns out that scooters can be carried too, and in fact, it's possible to bring 2 mobility devices, so in theory I could bring Rolley as well (hence the pimping last weekend). This is so progressive I was almost squealing with delight when I spoke to the disability desk at Continental airlines. The icing on the cake was when she told me that I don't need to book an airport wheelchair because I can have the scooter all the way up to the gate, and I'd have it back during the changeovers. I absolutely hate being pushed around, never mind who is doing it, I resent the lack of control over where I'm going and compound that with a sense of guilt that I'm getting heavier. Nonsense really, but I'm so much happier when I'm in charge - and not forgetting that the scooter goes at 8mph. I'm not going to keep doing this 'in a week...' thing for a whole week btw, because once the travel is done and I arrive at Flag is Up Farm, I have no idea what I'll be doing, it's all up to 8F. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPad