 So I walk up, and there's a line that looks like a football field long, because they're just starting to panic because of 9-11. Walk in with my guitar case. Skycap walks up to me. He goes, late check-in, sir? And I said, yes. He takes me and my guitar to the front of the damn line, up to the counter, the ticket counter, and walks me to the plane and makes sure my guitar is put up properly.