[meteorite-list] Tucson, my first
From: Walter Sullivan <wsulliva_at_meteoritecentral.com>
Date: Thu Apr 22 09:54:06 2004 Message-ID: <3C70628A.6060204_at_ix.netcom.com> This was my first Tucson show (for that matter, my first meteorite show), and it was great. I could only get away for last weekend, but I caught the highlights: the Birthday Bash and the Macovitch auction. It was great meeting the very friendly people that I have communicated with by Email and read on the List. At the Birthday party, I was new, had never met almost everybody, so I was put at the Table of Honor with the Birthday Boys, Bruno and Carine, Anne Black, and others. Everybody made a point to talk to me, make me feel welcome, and introduce me to everybody. Geoff was particularly solicitous. Thanks. I picked up some great Mars rocks, a slice of Gibeon, even a Triassic fossil. I got to use my trés mal French with a mineral dealer from Morocco from whom I got a few quartz spheres for my wife. My airport experience was amusing. I had no check-on bags, just a backpack and a small carry-on bag. As was the case for almost everybody, when my two bags went through the X-ray machine, they shouted "bag check". I knew this was coming. The quartz spheres were in my backpack and the large, thin Gibeon (sort of like a small guillotine or ax blade) was in the small carry-on with the Mars rocks and fossil. I was led over to the side where I joined the crowd. I asked the very serious "agent" to be careful with my carry-on as he picked it up. This made him even more serious and he asked me, "What's in it?" He looked worried expecting a Stinger missile launcher or small nuclear device, but I said, "There are meteorites inside, very fragile, very valuable". I swear that he had not the slightest idea what I was talking about. I could have been speaking Arabic. Anyway, he put my two bags next to me on a chair, and began to checkr over every part of my body and clothes with a metal detector. Don't you have to have a medical license to perform sigmoidoscopy? He was very unhappy with me as I had a few coins in the pocket of my pants. I had to take my running shoes off. They were run through the explosive sniffing machine and through the metal detector. A second man came over, the "bag man"; he picked up my backpack and took me and it over to a counter. I grabbed the small carry-on with the real goodies and took it with me. He asked me to take off my shoes, again. I said that I had just done this 3 minutes and 10 feet ago, but if he really wanted them, I would oblige, particularly in view of the soldiers with rifles standing right next to us, but the other serious guy came over and said that my shoes had been checked out. Middle age is wanting to tie one's shoe laces as little as possible. Okay, so now he is going through my backpack handling it like it was packed with scorpions. Immediately, he sees things big hard things wrapped in newspaper. As he intently and carefully unwraps the quartz spheres, he does not look at the newspaper. It is all in Arabic! The merchant from Morocco used it to wrap them. Lucky me. He might have asked what it said. I'm afraid I would have been tempted to be witty, and, no doubt, would have spent the night in jail, but he never noticed. So now he has a guy with a bunch of big hard heavy spheres filled with who knows what wrapped in Arabic newspaper. So he says, "OK, you can go". I wrap everything up, grab my small bag (the one with the guillotine-like piece of iron) and head for the gate. They never checked it! Amazing. Boy, did I feel safe getting on that airplane. Next year, I will take more time off, and definitely DRIVE. All in all, I had a great time. I have never been so warmly received by strangers. I have been involved with Astronomy for many years, and amateur astronomers are similar. Very passionate about their avocation, totally understanding and accepting of others who share their interest, and basically, kids who have grown up, but not grown old as they continue to pine for the stars. I can't wait for next year. Walter Sullivan Received on Sun 17 Feb 2002 09:10:18 PM PST |
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