Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Not do duty free

Every time you fly with Easyjet you get a million warning emails. Last time it was all about the French air strike. This time it was all about arriving at the airport 2 hours early, so I did. Why? I don’t know. I was here by 4:25. Got a nice hotel room last night, and spent a hot 4 hours in it. I wanted to wake up at 4:30, leave at 4:45, be at the airport by 5. But no, this stupid terrorist high security bullshit has scared everyone into thinking that I needed to be her now, at 4:46 for my 6:30 flight. The people at the hotel transfer service said, “NO no no you must leave by 4:10! It takes 2 hours. You have to be there 2 hours!” So I am. And who wants to guess how long it took me to get through security, and to check in? Just guess. 15 min, maybe 10. Nope. 7 min. No. not 7. 5 min. It took 5 minutes to check in and get through security!!! It’s 4:00 in the bloody morning!!! Who on earth is here at 4:00am? I am concerned about the threats, especially after alst nights show, BUT I don’t think a terrorist wants to get up at 4:00 to bomb a plane. I think they value sleep more than Easyjet, the Acorn Lodge an Inn, or Gatwick Airport. 2 hours my foot. This isn’t O’hare busy, hell it’s not even Richmond busy. It’s empty! Although, security isn’t very tight at this hour so that’s probably precisely why they would. I retract my last rant, a little bit. People are sleeping in the airport with their luggage completely exposed. They haven’t gone through security yet or anything. I mean it’s bizarre how strict they say they are with unattended baggage because I think someone passed out asleep with three suitcases counts as unattended. Clearly I am the only person that seems to think that this is a possible threat!

It’s midnight stateside now. I feel like I should take advantage of this shorter distance between us, but I alas I go abroad. When I return, the full time difference will be back in effect for y’all will have gone through daylight savings time. For those of you who aren’t in constant contact with my nutty parents, here’s a picture of Samson on Halloween. Now, let me remind you, that 3 months ago my father wouldn’t let that dog be caught in a baseball jersey, now he’s in a dress and pigtails. I guess he gave in.





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