Nothing like being a bit self-conscious in the airport. leave the hotel on the shuttle with the nicely coifed and business like airline personal. They carry the efficient and tidy special crew bags. Out stumble the old folks with backpacks. You know, straps and handles akimbo everywhere.
People are quite helpful. They managed to hold their amusement behind smiling poker faces. We did our best to remain anonymous. Passports, boarding passes, baggage check in and the rest went smoothly.
Security screening with a back pack can be interesting fitting it into the grey tub designed for purses. Thankfully, our hiking stuff created none of the dreaded visual, pull the pack apart inspections. We checked our hiking sticks with our throw away duffel bag. After our Spanish-Portuguese road trip, we will abandon our aged travel clothes and consolidate everything we need for the hike into our packs.
Made it to gate 58A in SFO. They are beginning to board.