DISAPPOINTED

When we arrived at Metro airport on Wednesday to begin our journey to San Miguel de Allende, we were mentally prepared to deal with the new stricter security measures.  We both said whatever it took to get through security quickly and safely were fine by us.  Bob had commented that if "Maria" was working, he would request a manual pat down and probably ask for a second opinion.  If "Bruno" was working, he would beg to have the x-ray.

Well, we moved through the security line pretty quickly.  We finally got to the point where we took off our shoes, belts, jackets, watches, emptied our pockets, and put our backpacks and computers on the belt, it was time for us to get searched.  The TSA agent asked Sam to step through, which she did.  We were careful to space ourselves and our belongings so we would never lose sight of our backpacks and computers.  On the other side, Sam asked if that was the new x-ray and was told, "No".  It was just the regular metal detector.  Bob told Sam to just move along and not ask any questions.

We wanted to get through quickly and safely.  We did get through quickly; however, we're not sure how much safer we really felt.  Don't know why we didn't have the x-ray, but here we are safe in Mexico.