We experienced an earthquake during our travels earlier this month. A new and somewhat unnerving experience for us both, I would say. Although 5.8 on the Richter scale may not phase some people, seated in a restaurant on the top floor of a 10 story building in a third world country gave TBO and me a little pause. Although we did not kiss the ground when we reached it, we witnessed some who did!
Customs and security lines can be frustrating, too. On one leg of our journey, one of my carry-on bags set off a sensor. It was emptied out, very apologetically, I must say, by a security person.
Nothing was found that should not have been there, but the mere sound of the buzzer made me shiver! Customs, for me, could not have been easier...not so much for TBO. He had to explain everything in his bags at one entry point.
All in all, we had a great trip, long, but still wonderful. Home looked pretty wonderful after two and a half weeks!