Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Airports are weird.

I was going to write a post about how much I love taking airplane flights by myself, but I'm much too tired, and I'm still in transit. Instead, I'm going to share some of the things that happened to me in airports the last few days.

A TSA agent asked if she could search my hair.  

I waited in lines.

This was the line for the OUTSIDE bag check at the Austin airport this morning.

I almost stayed in Austin, Texas because the airport was full of cute dudes.

My grandmother and I snapped some selfies while waiting for our flight.



We spent too much money on expensive airport food.

She doesn't know I took this picture.
 Greetings from the road, friends. Happy New Year!

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  1. I'm pretty sure I had a TSA agent ask to search my hair too. You know, after she'd already groped my boobs to make sure I wasn't smuggling things in my underwire.........

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    1. Yeah, I love the groping. Once, when I was in high school, my mom and I had to get re-screened, because we missed our flight and had to change airlines. They sent a TSA agent to publicly search our bags and fondle us in the terminal. It was super fun. And by "super fun," I mean NOT.

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  2. You'd think with so much metal in my bones from all of the surguries, I would have issues in airports. But I rarely do. I always get through security without issues. Crazy, right? Also - your grandma is the best. I love that you took selfies.

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    1. YOU ARE SO LUCKY. Actually, the flight down with my grandmother was super easy, probably because she was with me. The secret to having an easy time at airports is having an elderly person with you.

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  3. Grandmas selfie! That is precious. I love to travel and then when I'm doing it I'm all, "OMG THIS IS SO HARD." As soon as I get home though, I love to travel again.

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    1. I'm pretty much the same way. I loved to travel as a kid, and I still have a sort of love for it, until I'm standing in a huge line, or my flight is delayed, or there's a screaming child next to me and then I'm all, "UGH I JUST WANT IT TO BE OVER."

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