27 April 2010
Our flight left a little early, had few passengers, and arrived about 30 minutes ahead of schedule. One thing that I thought was particularly fun on the flight was seeing my house and Mom and Dad's house from the air. We were able to spot it rather easily.
After arriving at D/FW, we waited for our gate to clear so our plane could dock; we disembarked, and began the hardest part of the trip--re-entering American soil. We cleared the border check, and walked on, when the beagle sniffed my bag. From my El Pescador lunch, I had left over three cantaloupe slices and a honeydew melon slice. Since I did not get to finish them, I just put them in my purse, and did not declare them on my Customs form. We proceed to the customs check through, where are bags are x-rayed, and my passport is withheld. After scanning my bags, I had to have each individually searched. The Customs guy was nice, but he told me that even though I had accidentally forgotten those four pieces of fruit were in my bag, a first-time, non-declaration of items is a $300.00 fine. Of course, they let me go, and we were on our way to Chick-Fil-A and sweet tea! We had a great time, added to our species list, and fished new waters, but Dorothy was right, "there is no place like home!"
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