By the time you awaken I might have just reached the front of the chaotic security queue.

Hundreds of ankle biters off on holiday with parents that still don’t seem to understand that all liquids must be placed in plastic bag for your safety and no, even though you bought that 1litre bottle of water in the airport for a rip off price, you still can’t take it through. The security staff have no clue how to deal with more than 10 people, people walking straight through, not removing their belts, shoes or nose piercings.

As you casually await “the bloke who wanted to be a copper but failed the entrance exam, tried to be a mall cop but was too overweight, so became a customer security rep at an airport”, to body search you, you realise life doesn’t get much better than this.

Still a ride on LyingAir to go, I feel soooo invigorated.

Morning all, rant over!

posted by the biker daddy.