At the gate....

Well we are at the gate...for the plane to Frankfurt. This place is so packed, we can't get to our gate.

Mom and Dad dropped us off and I bypassed the typical Lang farewell emotional handshake with Dad and gave him a hug. I am sure the skycap looking on could feel the love.

Check-in took longer than security which is weird. Of course security went pretty fast because I completely undressed. I have a bad habit of setting off the metal detector which I believe is really a cotton detector in disguise.