Jenn and I just landed a couple of hours ago in Vancouver. It’s so lovely here. I get Seattle flashbacks while staring at the miles of evergreens and whiffing the crispy clean air.

So - this was a timely post by my Dad. Today was one of those days where I think I would have taken out a loan to bypass all the red tape involved in flying these days. Most of the time, it’s not even the standing in line like it’s Christmas Eve in Disney World that bugs me. It’s the guilt and general awkwardness.

Yes, I am that person. I am the one trying desperately to fit into the ‘carry-on only’ category. I have a suitcase that probably wouldn’t squeeze into the metal rod test thingie they have by check-in and the gates - but it’s small enough to squeeze by while still being large enough to accommodate everything (and more) that I need. I will also have a smaller (but not “small” per se) bag as well. So now, amongst all the crap I’ve piled into each back, I must drag my laptop case out, pull out my laptop, fish around for my my baggie full of liquids, take off my shoes, take off my jacket, double check my pockets…I always feel like I should hand the person behind me a lolipop or something to make up for the massive amount of time it seems to take me to organize it all. Then I have to put it all back together in the end. Nightmare. Bloody, freakin nightmare. And that’s best case….

Today I was lucky enough to learn that my two week old H&M jeans are not airport security friendly. Without a belt to begin with, no loonies hidden in a pocket, and I’m pretty sure I left my metal laced socks at home…

I got sent over for the additional security check. She was very nice…and it was very thorough. I had to fight the crankies as it seemed like everything from my ankles to my neck was coated in invisible metal. After finding nothing, except for confirmation that ‘the girls’ are real, I was sent on my merry way.

What I hate about the whole process is that they hardly ever figure out what was causing the beeps. If I knew WHY I was beeping for no reason, I would make every effort to make sure it didn’t happen again. But they haven’t made those machines yet, so for now it’s process of elimination.

Next time, Jeany McJeans, you’re traveling in a bag.