Dang. It has been a month since my last post already. Time sure flies when you are having fun. I made it home and spent a wonderful 2 weeks with my family. Then I had to leave and come back here. That sucked. But here I am again, 162 days until I go home for good. Not that I am counting...
My trip home. TSA in the international terminal of Atlanta has to be the most idiotic of any that I have come across. You get off your international flight (which has usually been a long flight) and find your way to passport control/immigration, stand in line, finally make it to the counter, get your passport stamped. Then you go to a luggage carousel and pick up your luggage. Make your way to the customs area with your form that they give you on the airplane declaring you ain't got nothing. They take the form and say have a nice day without even glancing at you. You walk through a fricking maze and come to another area where you are required to put your luggage on an assembly belt because you can't carry it through the Atlanta terminal. Turn around and get in another line to go through security. The same security you go through to get into an airport. WTF??!! Ok. Think happy thoughts. You finally make it to the X-ray machine with your laptop in a bin, your shoes and belt in another bin, your carry on in yet another bin. You make it through the X-ray and the TSA woman says, "We got a problem" and they are looking at your carry on. Huh?!? What is the problem? You can only carry 3 ounces of liquids with you! Oh great. I had 3 bottles of ice wine that I bought in the duty free shop in Germany 12 hours ago. Ok, what are my options? 1. You can leave it here. "I don't think so. I'm not giving you freaks that much of a tip for screwing me!" 2. You can go back through security and see the airline counter to see if they will check it for you, put it in a bin, pray that it is still on the luggage carousel on the outside. So thats what I did. I was pissed by then. I didn't tell everyone to fuck off but I wanted to. I ended up having to go through the security thing again then making my way from the farthest terminal to the top of the escalator to see Gorgeous. Finally. Then we went to the luggage carousel and the only thing on it is my wine in a bin and my luggage.
Screw TSA at Atlanta. What a jacked up system.
And I have to go back through it again. AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
Make a nice day.
