Rhonda Bracey: At Random

So I get to the airport where they have X-ray screening of bags after you check in. I say I don’t have any guns packed in my checked bags (Michigan is a hunting state) and get waved through. Next was TSA hand luggage screening. My boarding pass had TSA precheck stamped on it so I didn’t have to remove my shoes or take out my liquids. Sweet! I go through the metal detector arch, collect my hand luggage, and start walking along the concourse to my gate. I’m no more than 5 yards part the screening point when a metal ceiling panel just a few inches to the left of me crashes to the ground with an almighty bang.

Nothing like starting the morning with a rush of adrenalin! Scared the bejesus out of me.

Yes, I’m fine. My heart rate has returned to normal and I’m hoping that’s the worst thing that will happen to me today, with two flights in front of me and a foggy tarmac outside the window here.