My departure

Arriving in Sao Paulo, I wait once again to see if I am going to get on the plane tonight back to the States. The agent tells me it doesn’t look good because it is once again oversold, plus they have a lot of cargo. I show back up at 9:30 and they begin calling names. It seems they have more opening than I was led to believe and I finally hear my name. Once again I get Business Elite.

Before boarding the plane, they want to go through my carry-on bag and open my laptop. No problem. However, without thinking, I had stored my remaining condoms, my Vigel and my Astroglide in the mesh lining of my suitcase flap. As they open it, it is exposed to all the world. I’m last in line so all 4 of the inspectors are staring at my suitcase smiling. What’s worse, one is a woman. The main guy takes notice of the Astroglide and makes the comment, “yes… that’s important”. I look over at the younger guy who is smiling and I smile back and cover my face with one hand. Fortunately, my vibrator was in my checked bag.

Once on the plane, I sit next to another American. I tell him that his 11A seat is very special to me and he offers to switch places. I have my favorite seat again.

After some wine and dinner, I open my laptop and stare at some pictures of Alicia. I had a great time with her and I will miss her. I pop two Tylenol PMs and mercifully drift off to sleep.

Once back home, I am met by ride and I head home. I have to go into work this morning, but it is for the best. I need the distraction at this point.