Friday, August 11, 2006


One of the guys Ben is working with right now has some connection to a health something-or-other company and apparently they have really, really good water. Yes, water. Ben has been drinking a lot of it and promising to bring some home so that I can taste it.

Water does have a taste. Some water is good, some not-so-good. In France, world capital of bottled water, I came to prefer Evian or if I had to, Vitelle was okay. And I detested some sort of diet water that was available. Yes, indeed, water for those on a diet. Maybe living in France has made me a water snob. So be it. I have been looking forward to drinking this water.

But here's the thing. A few dozen guys with a crazy idea to blow up the skies has made my drinking this water impossible. No liquids or gels allowed past the gates at the airports.
I guess I could have Ben try and pack up the water, but that seems a little silly. And it would probably just contribute to the delay time everyone is experiencing. I hope they take all that toothpaste, shampoo and makeup they're collecting to homeless shelters or something, because there is going to be a lot of it.

We're one month away from the 5th anniversary of September 11th. It really seems strange to think it's been five years. What a surreal thing. What a surreal thing that some stranger over in the U.K. has made it so that my husband can't bring me some water.


  1. Perhaps I can check it in (No luggage, just the bottle of water with one of those big stickers wrapped around it). Or tell them it's dialysis--maybe the bad guys already thought of that.

  2. It doesn't feel like 5 years to me. I have no interest in seeing that World Trade Center movie. I'm a little surprised they made it. Shouldn't there be some kind of post-tragedy waiting period? At least 20 years or so?

  3. I think Fiji water is some of the best there is where we live. You can get it at TJ.