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TSA Always leave extra time for getting through TSA. I have always, and I have always just sailed through, until this time. Traveling as a party of three; my husband was inexplicably granted pre-check status, my was pre-selected for the full TSA treatment, and I went through the normal screening but FAILED, so I was wanded and pulled aside to be hand patted down. We attempt to travel light, but due to some medical conditions, our carry ons are not your normal bags full of clothes (we check all of that). Instead, one bag is a compression pump and associated materials, the second bag is all the medications and paraphenelia needed for the duration of the trip, as well as, my 's personal stuff (iPad, books, binoculars, etc...), and the third bag is the redundent medical bag and my personal stuff. TSA does not understand the concept of family unit. They want each person to have their own bag and in it their own belongings. I almost caused an airport lock down, when I passed my his passport from my bag. I may be a control freak, but I don't routinely misplace important documents (like some others in my family), so I keep control of passports, tickets, etc... whenever we travel as a family unit. We finally arrived at the gate as they announced that they would be beginning the pre-boarding process. My husband realized he didn't have the compression pump. Although he was given pre-check status, he had opted to go through the line and wait with our . In all the confusion of taking off shoes, watches, emptying pockets, etc.... He had placed the pump on the coveyer belt to be x-rayed, but did not retrieve it on the other side. He runs back to get it and it is now treated as "unattended" luggage and it gets hand inspected and chemical tested. While he was off doing that, the gate agent makes an announcement that my needs to come to the pedestal with his passport. No idea what that was about, but they reprinted his boarding pass and kept the original. Then when we went to board, the scan was refused and required that the agent manually enter 2 out of 3 of us (I was okay). All I can say is I needed the glass of wine I had onboard. It was 10:30 PM and I had been up since 4:30 AM. I was still looking at a 5+ hour flight and 2-3 hour limo ride home. The two days melded into one. Still haven't fully recovered. "Don't count the days, make the days count" |
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the worst case i had was traveling with family from EWR to Orlando, got behind a group of tourist from another country where they did not speak English and did not understand what they had to do, fortunately, TSA pulled them over to one side, and we got through, and they were still sitting waiting for the group's interpreter, the person who could speak and understand English. Another time, with a previous job, i had a briefcase that had a circular 100 ft tape measure. I was using it to help layout an office floor plan. I had to open the case and show them the ruler, that was also at EWR.
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Another I don't like flying but still needed to. Cum to my blog and respond.  Have a great kissing fun time. 
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Over the years, I've had a lot of my belongings questioned. I am a great packer, can fit things well into the smallest of spaces and utilize odd containers. I one time had an inordinant number of metal what looked liked rods in a carry on. I had to open it to show that there were several film canisters holding quarters (back in the day of hotel soda machines). several asthma inhaler replacement cartridges, and batteries all stacked nicely in a toddler shoe box. I thought it was great that I utilized very little space. TSA thought differently. My daughter however breezes through TSA all the time. She went to Costa Rica to study plants and on the way down her carry on was a microscope and a backpack with a few personal items and books. However, in Costa Rica she bought herself a machete and leather belt carrier for it. So. on the trip home she had it in her backpack. She didn't think anything about it, and nobody questioned it. How it could have been missed is a puzzle to me. "Don't count the days, make the days count"
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