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I'm going on vacation in a little over a week, with a girl I recently picked up. She is relatively new to watersports, but has a breastfeeding fetish and mild stress incontinence. This works for me, as every time I try to ease her into something, she dives in with passion.
Anyway, we are going to fly for 4 hours and spend 5 nights in a hotel soon. She booked the reservations and has already agreed to call the hotel and explain that one of the beds needs to be protected as she is traveling with a wetter. I just ordered some inadequate overnight protection, and hope to over-saturate it every night. If I am lucky, we'll be able to take turns soaking each other at night.
Still, there are two things I wonder about: the TSA and the hotel staff. The latter I am sure I can manage without causing unusual trouble but I'd love to hear some advice on dealing with the former.
I am embarrassed to reveal that I have not traveled by air since body scanners were implemented, although it was not for lack of trying (bloody Eyjafjallajokull). Anyone have a recent diapered TSA experience to share?
The last time I flew, I was pulled aside for additional inspection due to a "random" check. I requested a private screening. They were surprised, and scrambled to partition off a tight corner. While some lady searched my large carry-on for contraband, two male "officers" asked me if the hastily set up cubical walls were adequate privacy. Of course, I agreed.
I was asked to remove my sweater but not my pants or shirt, despite my innocent offer to do so. They wanded me, and patted me down thoroughly. Then they took apart my shoulder (diaper) bag. I'll never forget the way they looked at each other nervously as one diaper after another was pulled from the bag. They stacked my diapers neatly, then partially opened one and commented "We, uh, we have hand inspected these." I nodded, pretending to be oblivious.
They watched me repack my bag, then escorted me to a table near the exit of the x-ray machine. There, the old woman had spread the contents of my larger carry-on across a table. She scowled at me as all three agents watched me repack my spare pants, overnight diapers, and toiletries in full view of the public security line. Every ounce of privacy I might have been granted was lost.
But I made my flight.
My question is, will they search you if you go through a body scanner wearing a wet diaper?
--monkeypee
Anyway, we are going to fly for 4 hours and spend 5 nights in a hotel soon. She booked the reservations and has already agreed to call the hotel and explain that one of the beds needs to be protected as she is traveling with a wetter. I just ordered some inadequate overnight protection, and hope to over-saturate it every night. If I am lucky, we'll be able to take turns soaking each other at night.
Still, there are two things I wonder about: the TSA and the hotel staff. The latter I am sure I can manage without causing unusual trouble but I'd love to hear some advice on dealing with the former.
I am embarrassed to reveal that I have not traveled by air since body scanners were implemented, although it was not for lack of trying (bloody Eyjafjallajokull). Anyone have a recent diapered TSA experience to share?
The last time I flew, I was pulled aside for additional inspection due to a "random" check. I requested a private screening. They were surprised, and scrambled to partition off a tight corner. While some lady searched my large carry-on for contraband, two male "officers" asked me if the hastily set up cubical walls were adequate privacy. Of course, I agreed.
I was asked to remove my sweater but not my pants or shirt, despite my innocent offer to do so. They wanded me, and patted me down thoroughly. Then they took apart my shoulder (diaper) bag. I'll never forget the way they looked at each other nervously as one diaper after another was pulled from the bag. They stacked my diapers neatly, then partially opened one and commented "We, uh, we have hand inspected these." I nodded, pretending to be oblivious.
They watched me repack my bag, then escorted me to a table near the exit of the x-ray machine. There, the old woman had spread the contents of my larger carry-on across a table. She scowled at me as all three agents watched me repack my spare pants, overnight diapers, and toiletries in full view of the public security line. Every ounce of privacy I might have been granted was lost.
But I made my flight.
My question is, will they search you if you go through a body scanner wearing a wet diaper?
--monkeypee
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