Adventures in Airports
A notorious over-packer, I recently flew back from a 2-day trip to Seattle with a suitcase weighing in at 49.5 lbs. – one shoe away from the overweight charge. And that’s not to mention anything of my second suitcase.
Travel this weekend, I was determined, would be different.
Flying to Kansas City on Friday night, I did something I have never done before – I ONLY CARRIED ON. One small roller suitcase in the overhead bin – and no waiting at the baggage claim! Brilliant!
But on the way back, things were a little different.
Remember how my mom is especially fond of sending me away with a suitcase of frozen food? This time, it was a pork tenderloin – a large, cylindrical, vacuum-sealed piece of meat. I am not entirely sure how to cook a pork tenderloin, but still: lucky me!
Until I got to security.
Wouldn’t you know, the guards saw something a little “suspicious” in the x-ray of my suitcase.
And there, in front of God and everyone, they unzipped my bag to find the culprit.
“Uh, Ron, we’re gonna need to run this through again.”
“What is it?”
“Looks like a piece of meat.”
I stood by, compliant and taciturn, as my precious hog was passed from hand to hand, back to the beginning of the machine. Everyone in line behind me looked at me with a collective, “Seriously?”