Road cases & post offices.
Road Cases and the story of the suitcase, part uno.
I’ve owned a Zero Halliburton for most of my adult life. It’s been with me on many adventures. Supposedly, it’s small enough to be considered carry-on luggage, but the idea of horseing a suitcase through the airport is usually beyond me.
Ma Wetzel, a few years back, updated my suitcase collection with a similar item, except that it has those little roller wheels on it. More mileage. More dings. Finally, last weekend, on the way to El Paso, apparently, TSA broke one latch.
I’d bitch, but I’m not bothered by the idea of security checks going through my suitcase. Never has bothered me. I feel a little safer every time I have one of those little slips, a form, “Your luggage was (whatever it says, I never bothered to read it in its entirety).”
The funny part, according to that Zero Halliburton website? The only way get the latch properly repaired is to have an authorized service center do it. Again, according to the website, the only service center in Texas? El Paso. Just figures, don’t it?
I rambled all around, the only free day I’ve got, and I stopped off at the post office, to mail off a series of tapes from phone readings, and a token of appreciation for my hosts in El Paso. When the postman asked me if there was anything harmful, fragile, dangerous, corrosive or radioactive in the packages, I smirked. Catnip? Tapes from readings? Harmful? Dangerous? I don’t think he got the joke. I just smiled and said, “No.”
Unrelated images:
New signage
Trail marker
For Town Lake Trail Foundation
