the secuirity at the airport over here is strange. it wants to be good but in reality it SUCKS. when i was going throught the detectors, i beeped but i didnt have anything! no metal whatsoever!!!! and then they put me in the "beepy people line" and i kept beeping anyway. the lady said it could be the metal on my shoes. nevermind they didnt beep the first time!
Now that I'm back, I can tell you how much of a pain in the ass it was.
First of all, I didn't have a flight number, or know which of the two terminals in Minneapolis to pick her up at. So here, I'm driving passed the airport, turning around, then driving passed it again, waiting for her to call my cell phone.
I drove passed it and turned around 3 or four times, then finally just pulled into the first terminal. It wasn't very busy at all, but you all know pick up stations right? You can pull up, but you can't park.
So I'm sitting there at the first terminal for about five minutes. My sister calls, she just landed, but she's at the other terminal (of course).
So I make my way to the other terminal. Which is a major pain in the ass, I had to get back onto the freeway and go the opposite direction. Then I turned around on the next exit. I should have just stayed on that road; the Mall of America is five miles down the road.
So I get back onto the freeway and race towards the other terminal. I pull off and manuver my way through traffic. I finally pull up to where I'm supposed to be. I quickly call my sister back on her cell phone, and she says she's getting her bags, and will be out in a second. I was parked for probably 20 seconds, and some security guard told me I could sit there. I had the car in "drive" and was holding down the brake, for God's sake.
So, I had to circle the *** damn terminal AGAIN. This time around, I went real slow, and managed to pick her up.
Needless to say, I had a beer when I got home.