Saturday, March 2, 2002
We arrived in Atlanta a few minutes earlier than the scheduled time of 8:00 a.m., where they made us go through security again. We picked up our checked luggage and went through customs and immigration. Then they x-rayed our carry-ons, and we had to check our bags again and pick them up at the other end of the airport. I didn't get that at all. First of all, I don't know what contraband they think we might have picked up between the other airport and here. Second of all, after we'd already cleared customs, I fail to see the logic of having us check our luggage to another place in the airport. Unlike Peru, the security people here were pretty rude. At least they're underpaid.
After picking up the checked luggage AGAIN, we took MARTA back to College Station and got my truck. It was quite a ransom to get the vehicle after three weeks, and the parking lot attendant said "Holy shit! I hope you had a good time." Yesterday we were on the beach in Peru and got a sunburn. In Atlanta it was colder than heck and raining like crazy. But we made it home! I was racing up I-75 to get to the kennel before it closed to pick up little Spike. He was glad to see us.
EL FINAL