Security? What security!
Although these days I don’t travel as frequently as Wayan, it’s not unusual that I arrive at Dulles four hours ahead of my scheduled international flight thanks to the new security procedures. Imagine my surprise, when I arrived an hour and a half early to DCA for a 6:25 a.m. flight to Miami and made it through security (dans chai latte) in twenty minutes. Not only was I elated that my much needed latte wasn’t confiscated (word to the wise: Heathrow is notorious for not letting tasty beverages through security) but I couldn’t believe how much more quick and efficient the security check points were than Dulles. (Shut up – I refuse to acknowledge the fact that Dulles must handle three times the traffic of DCA).
Once in Miami, it was a quick stroll from concourse A through to concourse D to board the puddle jumper to Key West. What? No additonal security check points? This never freaking happens in Europe. Perhaps with my new found love for domestic travel (tell anyone and I’ll deny it), I might just cancel my flight to England in July and hop a flight to visit fellow Metroblogger Erica out in Minneapolis.
You were inside the latte?
International travel is so much nicer than domestic – outside of Singapore Airlines that is. I was beligernet for my EVA Airlines flight to Taipei, drunk on my China Airlines flight to Manila, and only when faced with deportation (to where?!) on my Singapore Airlines flight to Colombo did I put my way oversized carry-on into the overhead compartment vs. on the seat next to me.
As to security checks, hahahahahah!
Er…too much tequila at that point. Of course I wasn’t “dans” the latte, but avec latte ;O)
Wayan, you seem to be proud of those misdemeanours.
Security was a breeze in National and Newark airports. I was shocked cause I was convinced they were going to open my luggage and dump its contents everywhere like they did when I last traveled oversees with my grandma. Almost all the women in my family had their bags checked, what’s so threatening about petite Asian women?
I agree international travel is much much better than domestic. More food and alcohol served. I flew US Airways and was sandwiched between a screaming baby in front and bastard children continually kicking my seat from the back. Only to have the parents say I wish you have kids when I complained and a wheel broken off from my heavy rolling luggage (The airlines are not held responsible for it).
Now I just tremble in terror when I see kids in airports as Stewie’s voice in my head says, “You’re going to be my bitch”.