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|Detained at the Airport Security Checkpoint|
|Written by Brandy Schaffels|
|Monday, 22 October 2007 21:11|
I was standing in the airport security check line, trying to catch an early flight home from a recent road test of the 2008 Ford Focus in Seattle.
It had been a quick overnight trip, so I wanted to carry my small bags onto the plane, so I could buzz past the baggage conveyor at LAX and get home sooner. All my toiletries were carefully stored in their little 2.5-ounce bottles and safely tucked into the required one-quart plastic bag, so I could fly through the X-ray machine.
Usually it is my excess computer and camera equipment that raises suspicion, as sometimes (especially during auto show season) I have been known to bring along a collection of two laptops, two cameras, along with spare lenses, batteries, and chargers in my backpack.
Suddenly something alarming occurred to me: I had bought a souvenir jar of raspberry honey at the Snoqualmie Falls gift shop. It had been lovingly sealed with wax, and was hand-tied with a beautiful bow; I had wrapped it carefully in a washcloth to make sure it wouldn't be damaged during transport.
Honey is a gel. This jar was significantly larger than 2.5 ounces. It was packed in my suitcase, which I was attempting to carry aboard the plane. My honey was in trouble.
Unfortunately, according to the universal law of attractions, now that I had begun thinking about the honey, it was destined to be found. I tried to redirect my thoughts from "Please don't find my honey" to new positive thoughts of "honey GOOD," "honey SAFE," and "honey FOOD."