And the answer to all our prayers, yes the return of an old favourite feature on this site and the end of another, Holidos and Don’ts – no more boarding passes.
Boarding passes can, of course, be the bane of our lives as we pad our pockets a hundred times on the day of our departure.
And still doubt ourselves that they haven’t dropped out of our pockets or we’ve left them behind.
A lifetime of passes

Here’s a thing though, since uploading the passes to our phones and Rynair are planning on getting rid of all paper passes I’ve been getting nostalgic.
But for the Scary One and her constant spring cleaning of my War Room (I put pins in the destinations of a wall atlas) I’d still have a pile of my old passes.
With markers from everywhere from the Maldives, South Africa and Jordan to Morocco, the Caribbean and all across the States.
All of which act as mementoes which let you daydream and drift off to exotic climes.
On cold, wet, dark days of which there are many in Scotland.
And when you’ve got a list of chores around the house which you need to avoid.
Face values

Now we have the International Civil Aviation Organisation to thank.
For this new revolution in aviation travel.
The UN body wants to create a new ‘digital travel credential’ within ‘two to three years’.
Allowing passport information stored on devices and used for travel.

And meaning that you will be able to download ‘a journey pass’ where your face will be your key.
Of course, if you’re one of those accidental tourists, of which I can count myself a paid-up member.
You’d forget your head

Then there will be other challenges.
Such as not leaving your mobile phone behind.
As I did on my MLK50 odyssey through the Deep South.
And had to have a courier chase our coach 100 miles up country to reunite man with mobile.
Or misreading my airline and going to the wrong Lufthansa gate in Munich airport.
And despite breaking the speed record across terminals.

Having to lean on the stern but generous Bertha at the counter to move my flight.
So that I could hook up with my party in Athens.
But that’s another story.
I need now to readjust for the future, it’s all part of the ever-changing landscape that is, Holidos and Don’ts – no more boarding passes.









