The last time Jim and I flew (and the only time for that matter) was 24 years ago on our honeymoon. Things have changed a lot since then. Now, there are a lot of rules and regulations. Like the one about any liquids in your carry on have to be 3 oz. or less and fit all in a quart plastic bag. Try THAT one with a teenager. She could have carried on all her luggage except figuring out bottles and plastic bags defeated me and I paid for the checked bag. And then the security....We got gate passes so we could see Lynette to the gate, which meant we had to go through security just like everyone else. I didn't have much, but Jim forgot to leave his pocket knife in the van, so we left minus one pocket knife.
It was fun to watch people go through security. There are the business men, who quickly and methodically put their things in the baskets and go quickly through. Then there are parents of children, taking off everyone's shoes. And, there was also one dad in a hurry, rushing through, dropping things on the conveyor, having to take shoes off at the last minute, discovering the baskets and rushing back and forth. I hope he made the flight.
We allowed plenty of time, so we had plenty of time to sit. It is just as well, since a steady stream of people went through the security checkpoint the whole time we were there.
She wouldn't admit to feeling nervous and walked right on the plane like she'd flown many times before.
Her window is on the other side of the plane.
And away we go!
on camera, too, especially when I'm not paying close enough attention.
Like I said, we haven't been in an airport for about 10 years, (Jim's dad flew once while he lived with us), but that day, my dad flew out of that airport in the morning, and those two kids we know that spent 8 weeks in Finland were coming in in the evening with a special family member. And we didn't get to see any of them.