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The jam-packed Los Angeles Airport (you know, LAX) marked the beginning of my journey out to Bowling Green, Kentucky, for the 2007 Havoc East Show, in place of the standard sunrise road trip that has marked the beginning of every other truck show I've ever been to. As I engaged in the "airport process", if you know what I mean, it felt like it was the survival of the fittest, where crowds, confusion, honking taxis, and interrogation were somehow designed to eliminate the weak. One wrong move, and the airport security snipers (I'm sure they're there) will certainly pick you off! "Can I help you? Go here! Insert credit card here! Fight number? How many bags? ID please! Step to the side Miss. Follow the yellow brick road to Line 3, where you check in your bags. Any film or firearms? Is your bag locked? ID again and boarding pass, please! Shoes off! Shoes and loose items go in the holding tub to go through security, backpacks out of the tub. Walk through here!" Beep beep beep. "Take off your belt!" Beep beep beep. Sorry guys, if I take off any more clothing, it's just going to get ugly! Ok. Shoes on, boarding pass in hand, ID now loose on the ground, arms flailing and hair disheveled ... you get the idea. After surviving the rush in order to wait at your gate (haha), you feel like you've conquered "the airport test." Boys become men, girls become women. You're now ready to take on the world as one of the few. . . the proud. . . airport survivors; wait a minute, it's just the AIRPORT we're talking about, on a GOOD day!
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