Traveling

For those of you that don’t know, I travel to Texas every month for my little shop in Canton, Texas.  As you would imagine there is never a shortage of comical stories related to the travel experience.   Many times of course you forget important items at home.  Hopefully of course, not your ID, because that is always a way to miss your flight.  I know because I have missed them before.   Don’t judge me, you would be absent minded too running around like a chicken with your head cut off.  Wait!  That may have been a little graphic for some people to handle.  I am sorry. (Deal with it) ;)

Airport Security.  Need I say more?  I see more and more people that have never been through security which becomes comedy you can’t even make up.  People seem to lose all common sense and intelligence due to Airport Security Fear.  You would think they were being placed in front of a firing squad because they forgot to take their water bottle out of their bag.  Dozens of scared people removing their shoes and piling their belongings on a conveyor belt then proceeding through XRAY machines as if they are terrified that alarms will go off and they will be wrestled to the ground.

My son traveled with me for this trip as he often does.  Sometimes it is a good thing and some times it is a pain.  He is the shady character pictured above.  We missed our friend the wonderful skycap that always puts a smile on our faces.  We took a much earlier flight this trip so he wasn’t there yet.   We were worried that this was a sign we were going to have a rough trip.  We were relieved when we had a pretty uneventful flight.  We actually got to miss the crazy person that usually sits next to us.   This kid was actually polite and quiet.  We have had plenty of experiences with loud and unruly passengers.  And I am not just talking about us.  We have also experienced the person that insists on talking to you even if you don’t speak their language….the whole flight.  Nodding and smiling just isn’t enough…LOL

We decided after a long day of traveling to jump in the pool for a little swim.  Of course, that was more exciting than I was expecting.  My son decided to jump in and hit his nose on the pool floor?!?!  As you can imagine, this was a bloody, chaotic mess.  He is ok, no broken bones.   I must say the jokes at his expense about dragging his nose on the bottom of the pool are abundant.  We gave him all the standard excuses to start.  You are tough.  Chicks dig scars.  We also told him you need to come up with a story about jumping off the roof and landing on your nose in the pool to make you sound like a tough guy.  To add insult to injury after he was ok and everything was good, he slipped and fell on his knee. It was definitely time to call it a night.  We had to get to bed before he accidently lost a limb and he wouldn’t be much help at the show on crutches.  ;)