The price of progress eh!.
I'm sure like many of you I've travelled in pre- internet times, pre-mobile phone times, when my driving license was a little red book and my passport was blue. Airline tickets came on waxy looking redish paper with numerous indecipherable codes. There was no Red, Green or Blue channel at customs. When you went to the US of A you didn't need to have your fingerprints taken or your eyballs scanned. You could rent a car with just your license and some real money and not have to log onto a web site to get a code to prove you have a clean license and you didn't need to know your NI Number.
You could actually make all your travel plans by actually speaking to someone. Telephones were made of black bakelite and you didn't need a ruler or set of scales to work out the cost of a postage stamp. And the postman came twice a day.
You could actually get to see your bank manager and the Post Office didn't need to hand out anti-depressants because the queues were so long. BT had Busby and none of the myriads of calling plans, bolt ons and nuisance calls. Electricty and gas came in one flavour only and water wasn't supplied by a bunch of sharks.
So I travelled the world with just a few bits of paper and my luggage always seemed to get there at the same time. Nowadays we're talking about the wonders of having all this 'paperwork' on a smartphone and then also having paper copies, ( which we only ever had in the good old days,) in case the phone has no signal, dies, gets stolen, hacked or the battery goes flat. We talk about backing up our data to the cloud when all the bits of paper used to go in a shoebox or if you were rich a filing cabinet. Our photos went in albums or shoeboxes. We worry about encrypting our data when all the old bits of paper could be read by anyone who got hold of them.
Technology - don't you just love it