As I'm waiting to board my flight home last night, I hear my name over the PA system... "will passanger (XXXX) please report to gate 4".
Okay, I'm thinking please let there be no room on this flight for me and I HAVE TO STAY IN SJ ANIOTHER DAY (and get a voucher from TACA).

But unfortunately, I needed to go downstairs (escorted by security like a possible terrorist) to the basement where they x-ray luggage (interesting experience) and open my suitcase for the screener. There were no locks on my suitcase since the TSA idiots cut them off (even though they were TSA locks) on the flight in, yet they didn't want to open my suitcase themselves until I was there.
The problem was my poker chips that I bring down for the tourneys. They are in a metal case and I could see how it could look suspicious on an x-ray. This is the first time I've been hassled over it in the 3 trips I've taken them on. I bring them down because they are high-quality chips, not the plastic or even the cheap clay ones. These are relatively expensive NexGen chips that I customized and feel almost like real casino chips.
Man, I'm starting to feel the depression.

But it gets better with each trip. The first couple of trips were bad, not it's not too bad.
Those of you who are still there, PURA VIDA!!!