That was, without a doubt, the most stressful drive to an airport ever–and that includes last summer’s ‘cab ride ‘o death’ to JFK.

I’m at the gate with just enough time to post this before we begin boarding. I was stopped at security because of my xShot–the telescoping monopod that attaches to my IPhone case to allow me to take photos of myself. The woman running the machine bet the man running it that it was a telescope.

They all chuckled; my palms continued to sweat as the minutes ticked by.

But I’m here. Whew! Next post will be from somewhere that makes more sense with my sandals.


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