In Greece for a little while. I’ve not been on any sort of break since November (even Christmas was a limited affair as I didn’t travel anywhere). I was kinda reminded why the hell I don’t like to travel, it’s all the airport hassle.

Get to the actual checking and I had the woman my passport and ticket and I’m just playing around with my phone while she checks the validity of all my information and whatever, so I take out my phone and start playing, to which she asks me to stop pointing my phone in her face, sorry what? That was weird.

Then I get to security check in:

"You're carrying two bags sir." "One is a bag the other one simple holds a laptop, nothing else." "Ok, put the laptop carrier in your other bag and hold the laptop."

Do you have any aerosol cans (which oddly enough you could buy within the airport terminal in any case). Taking off my shoes was something I’ve not had to do; I started thinking about how much more stringent things are becoming with respect to flying places and how much more of a fucking hassle the whole tedious process actually is.

Get on the plane, plastic food, rude air stewards, babies crying, shitty inflight entertainment, 1 hour waiting for you bags at the end.

God, it’s like pulling teeth. I’m only writing this for prosperity sake and to read back in a couple of years when flying will become even more unbearable as they being to anally probe you and make sure that you are completely and utterly incapacitated throughout the entire journey, and think about the good old days when all I had to do was take my shoes off.

Oh Brave New World.