Remember when I thought I was on one of those TSA watch lists? After an unfortunate incident with a skunk, a dog, and a trip to Disneyworld, I thought flying was never going to be the same. I mean…I’m sure my letter to TSA stuffed delicately in my luggage wasn’t helpful. And the fact that EVERY TIME I fly from Fort Myers, I have a suitcase that smells like a salty combination of ocean, sea death, and bleach…But I mean, really…they went so far as to MANHANDLE my cheese.
We haven’t made it through a TSA line unscathed since 2012. Until last week.
Somehow, we were pulled magically through the pre-check lanes (because they weren’t busy) on BOTH legs of our trip. We don’t carry much on board these days (I carry a nook, a phone, a tablet and a pillow; Brian carries a phone, tablet, snacks and charging cords/batteries) thanks to flying Southwest and checking everything.
Did you know that you don’t have to take your shoes off in the fancy pants VIP lane? No walking around barefoot where every Tom, Dick, and Harry has stepped with their icky feet. It was magical.
So thank you, TSA. For recognizing that I’m just a girl who accidentally got skunked one time…and has a little packing OCD…and sometimes travels with recently bleached seashells and other stinky sea life.
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I avoid bringing food home from other countries because I know it’s usually a problem. Yay for not being seen as a potential security threat?!? The TSA checked my luggage once coming home from Vegas. It’s creepy to know there’s a guy whose job it is, is to manhandle people’s dirty laundry.
I would definitely try to bring home cheese from another country. Absolutely.
And ew. Wouldn’t you hate to be the guy going through dirty underwear and shit?
I’ve flown exactly twice in the last 15 years. I just prayed the kids would behave, honestly lol.
LOL. Touche.
I have never flown. Doubt I ever will.
Wow. I guess I never thought about people who don’t fly…out of curiosity is is a lack of desire or fear? Or just one of those things?
Me and heights have agreed to disagree. Also, I’ve never needed to travel far enough away to justify flying. The furthest I’ve ever traveled was to Myrtle Beach, and that was a 12 hour drive.
That totally makes sense. Also, I’ve always wanted to go to Myrtle Beach.
I left my wallet in my pants once in the line, which led to more delays.
“You must remove everything from your pants pockets”
Sigh. I hate delays.