Sometimes it's good to be original. Other times being told "this has never happened before" isn't quite what you wanted to hear.
Cue Sara.
We just returned from a lovely trip to Jordan with all of the students. It was fabulous and everything went quite smoothly! Our director was unable to come, so it was just the professors and we were trying our hardest to make their lives as easy as possible as they took on all of the extra responsibility. After making it through four days on an amazing trip (more details to come) and without traumatizing them too much, we were on our way home. Security checkpoints had all gone over quite well thus far and we were having a great time! There was one last checkpoint to enter Israel and then it was a straight shot home to the Jerusalem Center. After all sorts of security out of Israel and into Jordan earlier this week, then out of Jordan and into Israel today, we were excited to be getting home. Liz and I were towards the front of our group and we managed to get through things quickly while the majority of our group was stuck in line and not allowed to pass through for an hour or so. We just sat and waited for the luggage like you do at an airport. It took a while, but finally the luggage started coming.
Or most of it.
The bags started piling up, but mine still wasn't there.
Then all the students came through. And it still wasn't there.
Then the buses arrived. And it still wasn't there.
Then they started loading the buses. And it still wasn't there.
Then everyone else except for one girl had her luggage. And it still wasn't there.
Then her bag came. And mine still wasn't there.
Then everyone except three of us were on the buses. And my bag still wasn't there.
Then we sat and waited for a long time. And it still wasn't there.
Then we waited some more. And it still wasn't there.
Then we started searching with security.
It was there.
Security had pulled it off to search, so I had to go through a lovely little adventure to find out what was going on and to see what the issue was. Just in case you ever wanted to try taking a converter with you ANYWHERE, I would NOT recommend it! They thought it was going to blow up. Finally, after detailed questioning and searching, I made it out of there and onto the bus. Everyone was super fabulous, but the whole ordeal took about three hours from the time we started until we escaped to freedom. I won't be trying that one again any time soon! Pretty sure it's not coming back to the States after what I just went through. When we got back to the Center though, I was told that we've never had that much of a problem getting through security. Way to be original, Sara!