Secure in our hope

I have no objection to the increased security that has become a part of life since September 11. I can understand the need to x-ray bags and pass visitors through metal detectors when entering St Peter's basilica. But when the guard says to me that I can either throw my Swiss Army Cybertool in the bin, or I can leave... well.

At the time it seemed too far back to the hotel, but I wasn't going to just throw my precious tool away. So a cunning plan was hatched. Hide the knife somewhere near St Peter's, inside a screwed up piece of paper disguised to look like rubbish. Make our visit, return to pick up the knife, depart victorious. The plan executed, knife secreted under a column nearby on Piazza San Petro. Toured St Peter's, the Vatican museums, and the Sistine Chapel.

I write this blog entry on that piece of paper. As you can see, there is no knife. Perhaps I will be smarter next time.