We are off on our Thanksgiving vacation (is it really a vacation, if you’re retired?). We’re hanging around the condo with 15 minutes to go, nothing to do, so we leave…get to the bus early…catch an earlier bus so we can wait at the airport instead. Deb has been happy that we did the effort to get TSA Pre so we don’t remove our electronics, take off our shoes, etc. I buzz through the line, happily, when I hear a distant voice say “Chris…Chris…Chris”.
I had forgotten to put Deb’s known traveler number in her profile, so no TSA Pre. I was so frustrated that I forgot to take my iPad out of my bag. Off go the alarms, my bag is contraband. It has to go through security again. I can see flames shooting from Deb’s head!
After that, it was pretty smooth sailing, got to Seattle a little early, got to the hotel. All is good. Now we just need to wait for the rest of the family to get out of work ( I remember those days.)
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