So I’m off on another trip, one I haven’t been looking forward to. Well, that’s not completely true the first half of the trip was to Washington DC and that part of the trip I was very excited about. I got to see some very good friends that I haven’t seen since we moved. It felt good to be back with them, I only wish that The Boy and The Wife could have come along for that.
But I’m jumping ahead- because the trip didn’t exactly get off on a great start. Let’s see… there was the mad 30 minute scramble to find the sync and charge cable for my phone… then the discovery that the battery in my noise canceling headphones had leaked - badly, so they no longer noise canceled. Heck, they barely functioned as headphones…
Up at o’dark thirty to get to the airport because we’re a solid hour away from the airport, and as I’m loading the car I manage to break my cell phone case. (When I informed The Wife of this story while I was in Chicago on my layover she freaked out… She thought I had managed to break yet another expensive cell phone, however it was just the belt clip on the case. Phone is fine).
Thankfully for me that was the worst of my pre-flight incidents, so I commenced to people watching….
First off, what’s up with the Clear Traveler program? From what I’ve seen, all you’re doing is paying to go to the head of the line at security. You still have to go through the metal detector, still have to take off your shoes, and still have to unpack your laptop… BFD…
Note to other passengers - even if you speak Mandarin, the folks in the terminal around you STILL don’t want to listen to your cell phone conversation THAT YOU’RE HAVING ON SPEAKER PHONE!!!! I thought that was the pinnical of cell phone rudeness right there.
Other than playing “spot the people coming back from Hawai’i” there wasn’t a lot of interesting stuff in the airports the other day. It was kind of a let down…
BTW if you want to figure who is coming off the Hawai’i flights just look for the ABC Store and Hilo Hattie’s bags, they as easy to pick out as the Hawai’ian shirts…
