What a day . . .

It must be due to a combination of factors, like the fact that I have a one-way ticket, and the fact that I got to the airport so early that they graciously switched me to an earlier flight. But, whatever the reasons, I was flagged for special attention at the security checkpoint. Basically this meant doing the same stuff I normally would, with the exception of waiting longer, getting the wand by hand, and getting patted down. They also hand-checked my carry-on and swabbed it for explosives (and probably drugs while they were at it). That still left me with about 2 hours until my new flight time, though.

Since it was about lunch time, I decided to go to Burger King. I decided that “fast food” would be faster if at least one employee could speak English well, since all of the customers only spoke English. Plus, it took them (in my opinion formed by my experience working at Burger King) longer than it should have to make the food. But at least the fries were very fresh.

To top it off, I left my garment bag at the hotel. The reason I didn’t notice it in time was because it was not a regular garment bag (so that I’d notice I had fewer bags than when I came) but it folded up and went inside my suitcase. This leaves me suitless for Miriam’s wedding …