Sent: Tue, Oct 4, 2016 at 12:37 PM
Recipients: Son, Daughter, Daughter-in-Law
Email Body:
I just had to share our adventure back home.
You were right – your airport is much smaller, so it the security checkpoint was a short line.
After we printed the boarding passes, I kept looking at them all the way to the checkpoint…NO TSA precheck. What? I couldn’t figure it out. However, the regular line was shorter than the precheck line.
K breezed through. I couldn’t locate my drivers license. Finally, someone bumped into me from behind and the agent said “she can’t find her ID”, so they went around me.
I finally located my ID, went to the agent and asked – I just got my TSA precheck – what happened? He said…” you didn’t read the fine print – they can pull you out at any time”. I asked “so, if you caused a ruckus on a previous flight…would that be a reason?”. I was scrambling to think if any of the flight crew knew is was me talking about shooting and mentioning ‘bomb’ as I boarded the flight to you. We got a chuckle and then moved along.
Of course, the agent at the conveyor asked “who belongs to this green suitcase?” You guessed it! K could have boarded the plane by now, but she’s watching with her arms raised —what’s going on?
I had to wait for my tennis shoes to come through – the agent spent a long time looking at my tennis shoes on the scanner for some reason.
So….finally get to the special area for them to examine my luggage. She asked “is there a bear in your luggage?”.
Oh – YES! That crystal bear came all the way from England!
K corrected me and said Ireland.
She was buy pilfering through the rest of the suitcase. She said the bear would have to be scanned separate from the luggage. Fine. To her credit…she did not comment on the fact there were no jammies in my luggage.
The bear survived the scanning. On to our connection….
Turns out, K and I are the only 2 passengers continuing on. After everybody else left and we moved to row 2, they told us it would be an hour before takeoff, so if we wanted something to eat…it was fine for us to deplane.
When we got to the gate agent, he pulled up our names and I told him we didn’t have boarding passes. He said, and I’m not kidding…”The Unicorn Theory”. OMG! K hung her head and my face lit up like a Christmas tree. K said “DON’T encourage her!!!” I explained that I believe in unicorns.
He said…you know what…I know I’ll remember you 2 now….go and do what you want and them come back here – you’ll be the first ones back on the plane.
HAH! After we got a few things, he let us back on even before everyone else was lined up for boarding! Aren’t we special.
Back in Indy, driving to K’s house, she said I ran a red light. I turned right and honestly, I didn’t see a red light.
The whole Unicorn comment was just the icing a great weekend!
Thanks to all of you for spending my birthday weekend with me!!!!
Love,
Mom
Notes: She visited us for her birthday. We gave her presents, one of them being a crystal bear (as she collects bears). She forgot her pajamas, yelled bomb on the plane to see us and apparently ran a red light on the way home. It was a big trip.
PS – Unicorn Count: Five.