The perils of travel

Admittedly, I had gotten cocky. After sneaking the odd mascara and shampoo bottle through airport security, I thought I could get away with this:

 

With bamboo yarn on the needles, I needed something stronger than my teeth to do some slicing. So I threw caution to the wind. Not only did I bury a Chibi in my tote, I also took the knife. My pink Swiss Army knife. Given to me by a boyfriend years ago, who I liked well enough, but not as much as the tool pictured above.

At the security checkpoint I threw everything onto the conveyor belt. The suitcase went through. My shoes. Laptop. Then the bag in question. The TSA agents peered at the screen. Then reversed the conveyor. "Is this your bag?" a gentleman asked.

You know the drill. You stand there sheepishly directing the nice man to the offending object. "The knitting bag," I said. "You'll find it in the knitting bag."

He pulled it out, triumphantly, as if he had just extracted a gold tooth.

"I suppose you have to take it," I said.

"Yup. Unless you want to mail it back to yourself or check your bag." At 6:30 in the morning with a plane to catch?

At least they left the Chibi.

Comments (3) -

May 5. 2009 11:21

Sandy

I've traveled three times this spring with my knitting and a tiny nail clipper.  In each case, I made it through security with no issues.  Well, er, there was that bottle of saki they confiscated, but that's an entirely different issue.

Clipping yarn with the nail clippers doesn't yield the neatest result, but does the job.

Sandy |

May 5. 2009 14:00

theresa

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I was going to tell you how to do it better next time, but .... I don't know who reads your blog in a non-knitting country and this information might fall into the wrong hands.

theresa |

May 6. 2009 08:21

Katt

you still cant take knitting on planes in Australia. would drive me nuts not being able to knit while stuck doing nothing.

Katt |

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