I'll have to give this some serious thought this coming Christmas when flying home. Maybe not. Going from Dallas TX to the Canadian border of New York's North country might be to much of a shock in a kilt.

Your stories of going through security reminded me of a trip just after the airports opened after 9/11. I was in Dallas flying back home to KCMO and the National guard was manning DFW. I walked by a Sarge lecturing the solders on what would happen to them if he heard of anyone "handling" a woman without complete respect. Him slapping his knife on his palm seem to drive the point home like his words didn't. Later in the terminal there was this boot camp private who was trying to pat down this absolutely gorgeous woman. I don't see why, trust me, with what she wasn't wearing there was no place to hide a matchstick let alone a weapon. He was sweating something fierce (probably remembering the knife) while she had the biggest smirk on her face.

Jim