11.10.2005 - 11.10.2005
In retrospect, deciding on the same day I was flying to wear a t-shirt with a guy holding a gun on it was probably not the brightest idea I've ever had.
Security took an unusual interest in me as I wandered through Pearson airport. After passing the metal detecting wand over me, the woman working security had one of her mail colleagues come over and run his fingers on the inside of the waist of my pants. It was all very strange, I thought, until I looked at myself in the mirror in the bathroom and noticed that the little green man on my t-shirt was holding an automatic weapon. That probably was a tip of some sort.
A dull entry, I know. However, I just want to put this in so my round the world adventure has an appropriate starting point.