Airport security........
Trip Start
Jul 04, 2009
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Trip End
Jul 19, 2009
Since I had all the time in my hands before my next departure, I made sure to separate the crank alarm from my electronics bag and shove it in my purse, yet 8 hours to wait between flights were not enough time to remember to change the damn Gucci shirt... the lesson had not been harsh enough!
Crossing security, I made it mandatory to take out the alarm from my purse to avoid troubles, removed my belt, blushed in shame about the Chinese coins scattered on my top and walked the metal detector...........every single part of my body buzzed, the officer ordered me to take off my shoes and go in once more, I kindly obeyed!
This officer never got mad, he simply advised me that this stupid stunt would earn me a complimentary bra search! At this point, I volunteered the information about my belly button ring before she asked me to pull my pants down! I'm not quite sure how to describe a bra- hand search in front of a full airport...hope I learned my lesson now!
Regardless which country I go, which airline I pick, which time of the year, or which top I wear for that matter, there is one constant with me in an airport...I always get the gate the most further away, the very last one! Today was no exception to this rule!
Crossing security, I made it mandatory to take out the alarm from my purse to avoid troubles, removed my belt, blushed in shame about the Chinese coins scattered on my top and walked the metal detector...........every single part of my body buzzed, the officer ordered me to take off my shoes and go in once more, I kindly obeyed!
This officer never got mad, he simply advised me that this stupid stunt would earn me a complimentary bra search! At this point, I volunteered the information about my belly button ring before she asked me to pull my pants down! I'm not quite sure how to describe a bra- hand search in front of a full airport...hope I learned my lesson now!
Regardless which country I go, which airline I pick, which time of the year, or which top I wear for that matter, there is one constant with me in an airport...I always get the gate the most further away, the very last one! Today was no exception to this rule!


