Leaving my wife and baby was harder than usual. I’m headed to the HP Indigo VIP Event in Tel Aviv, Israel.
As we stood outside LAX’s Bradley Terminal, Abby seemed to know something was up. Usually, she seems oblivious to what’s going on, but this time she held on to me, and even seemed hesitant to go back to mom.
She gave me a bunch of little hugs and squeezes.
One last picture before flying to Israel. Going to miss these sweet girls of mine!
We took our usual family picture, and I watched as they pulled away. I said a prayer for their safety and protection.
Arriving at the El Al check-in, there were at least a dozen people ahead of me. I wasn’t in line for more than one minute, when an El Al official came up to me.
“Sir, may I see your passport?” he asked. I handed it to him. “Sir, I’m going to need to ask you some questions,” he said, leading me towards the front of the line. He asked me where I was going, and what my plans were. After a few minutes he left, but returned with a young lady. She introduced herself, apologized, and said that she would need to learn more about my trip.
I nodded and smiled. In these types of situations, I enjoy experiencing the rush of adrenaline that comes from new situations. I know I’m weird, but I like practicing remaining calm while my brain goes into overdrive.
“Sir, who are you visiting?” she asked, watching my face as I collected my thoughts. I told her about the HP VIP event, my plans with Pageflex, and other objectives for the trip. She continued asking about where I was going, and what I planned to do each day. She asked who I would be with, and how I knew them.
After a few minutes, she excused herself. I lost sight of her as she mixed with a sea of El Al reps behind the counter. A moment later, she returned. “Did you buy your own ticket? Who made your travel arrangements?” she asked, peppering me with questions about how I arrived at LAX.
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