I couldn't have asked for anything more out of my vacation. Having a Secret Agent Man for a husband really paid off on the trip home.
Our suitcase weighed 15 pounds heavier on return than it did on arrival. Can anyone say "chocolate-covered macadamias?" The airline rep told us that it would cost an extra $80.00 to check the suitcase. S.A.M nicely agreed, I don't think they were asking permission. When the rep tried to apply the charge, the computer wouldn't take it, because the computer knew something she didn't, she asked, "Mr. Secret Agent Man, are you a Gold Medallion?"
He replied, "Why, yes I am."
The rep, "I am sorry, Mr. Secret Agent Man, Gold Medallions don't have to have to pay extra for over-weight bags."
Me, in my head, "I should say not!! Who are you calling an over-weight bag, you snipe?!"
Minutes later when we arrived at Security there was a long line.
Me, in my head again, " Sigh. I hate waiting."
S.A.M then pointed out that there was an express lane through Security for "The Golds." Hooray! I wonder if heaven is like this?
When we arrived at our gate we were called up to the desk, "Mr. and Mrs. Secret Agent Man, we are trying to accomodate some extra passengers. Would you mind if we moved you up to First Class?"
In my head, "Woot! Woot! Righteous livin'! Oh yeah!"
S.A.M said, "That will be fine."
(more pics later, the usb cord ain't a workin')