Little Cuties Rescued from the Castles of Spain

    My ex-husband Sean and I decided to travel before planning on having a baby. This time Spain was on the horizon. We went to so many cities including Barcelona, Jaen, Seville, Madrid, all by car. It was a wonderful trip. We decided to stay in Paradores, hotels that were once castles, gorgeous pieces of architecture, full of history. The rooms were wonderful and each city was such a different castle and experience. The food and the service were superb as well. Like in every hotel they had tiny bottles of shampoo, conditioners and creams. These little bottles were particularly cute so I decided to take some from every Parador we stayed at. Needless to say at the end of our long trip I had a bag full of them. 

And so like every good or bad experience the end of our wonderful trip had arrived planting us at the end of the line of our airline counter to get back home. While in line a lady came with a list and asked each one of us for our passports. When it came to Sean it was no problem, out came the blue passport and the lady smiled. When it was my turn out came mine from a South American country and the lady looked at me and then her list. "I'm sorry, your country is in our list, follow me please and bring your luggage. You too sir." She said. We grabbed our bags and followed her. Sean shaking his head looked at me smiling. I smiled too; I knew he would tease me for this later on. We entered a room; a lot of people were waiting for their bags to be opened. Sean's turn came and they found nothing suspicious. My turn came and out came my stuff and with it a bag fell with little countless bottles spreading down the floor. Needless to say Sean could not control his laughter shaking his head again. I was blushing hoping for a portal to swallow me back home to Miami. The guy looked at me; sure he found no drugs, no threatening terrorist devices but boy he found a little sneaky thief. I said nothing to him, looking down the floor like a little school girl. Those tiny darn bottles got me in trouble, but they are so cute I couldn't resist. So now that I have my blue passport when I travel the world again I can take a few of the little bottles without fearing ending up in that same room again.