As of a couple of hours ago, I realized that I had been going going going for something like 36 hours –a double Saturday of travel.
We left the hotel in Xi’an for our flight to Beijing at about 10:30 am.
Our 3 hour layover in Beijing was NOT NEARLY LONG ENOUGH for us to get from one terminal to the baggage claim, pick up luggage, take it back through customs and then to the ticket counter to get our tickets for our long flight to Seattle.
It didn’t help matters that they thought there was something suspicious in my bag – I assumed it was the power converter, but no – the guard lady kept insisting I had a lighter in my bag. I don’t. I don’t smoke. I have never smoked, and I would not be dumb enough to try to fly with something combustible in the checked luggage. Phone power banks were with me in my back pack. I had been so careful.
Lines lines lines lines lines every which way you go. And when it comes time to FINALLY going through security to run your carryon through the machine – be prepared for a rather lengthy inspection of your self. EVERY INCH. As my friend Jill said “Wow, they got really up into my girly parts!”
Now that is not such a problem for me. Always better safer than not. But by this measure, our own TSA security here in the USA looks to be a bit on the lazy side!
