UPDATE: Cleavland confiscates traveler’s pies.
Our flight this morning aboard Air Canada’s s flying closet to Charlotte was fun.
To type, first we withdrew our left arm until it was flush against the seat arm. Amidst our maneuvering, our row partner regained command of the central armrest. Wand in hand, he probed a Treo-like device roughly 1/10 the size of our desktop replacement laptop. We placed our right elbow over our appendix. Our hands perched much like a Tyrannosaurus, but more useful.
Inside, a man asks whether the no liquid rules apply to his pie…
Not much fuss at the security pageant. We packed our liquids in our checked luggage, seeing no need to perform toilet mid-flight. A man waiting in line asked if it was okay to bring his pie on board.
“That aint’t a liquid,” said the TSA employee.
“Oh, good,” said the man.
We refrained from asking aloud whether cherry pie filling was considered a gel.
“Unless it’s sweet potato,” she said.
“It is,” he said.
“Then I’m gonna have to confiscate it!” said the TSA employee, to general laughter.
On the other side of the x-ray, one of the bins had a watch in it. It didn’t belong to the girl ahead of us. We held the watch up and asked if it was anyone’s. No one responded, so we handed it to the x-ray employee. Under his breath, we heard the attendant say, “Glad I came to work today.”
All in all, we’ve got no complaints. Hey, our ticket was only $143. We found it using Farecast. They’ve got a handy feature where you can see a graph of when exactly the prices drops before and after the holidays. Using Farecast’s x-y axis graph, were found able to find times that didn’t totally suck.
As our plane taxied for takeoff, we saw a jumbo jet waiting on the tarmac. Quelling a strange sense of jealousy, we thought to ourselves, “What a marvel of modern engineering.” — BEN POPKEN
Moral: Blow up plane w/pie. — MEGHANN MARCO