
When leaving Amsterdam, Pauline [the artist we stayed with and pictured in overalls in the last post] gave An one of her beautiful art pieces, a porcelain revolver, to congratulate her on her first solo exhibition.
While An couldn't have been more pleased, airport security was not as enthusiastic. Believe it or not, after much discussion, a phone call to the head of security, and a heavy frisk, we made it through Amsterdam security [a feat I attribute to the Dutch appreciation for art.] However, our transfer to a connecting flight and subsequent security screening in Dublin wasn't as successful.
To their credit, the screeners in the Dublin airport couldn't have been any nicer, but for reasons I completely understand the porcelain revolver couldn't be carried on. With very little time between flights, and my refusal to check luggage, Brian [the security screener] offered to take it with him and mail it to us after he got off of work!
I think An was a little hesitant, but I've always heard stories about Irish pride in their mail service [i.e. successfully delivering a package with as little info as a name] so we gave him our address and hoped for the best. Happy to say, we got a package this week and the gun is now hanging on the wall. Thanks Brian! Thanks Pauline!