Proper Security…

Back in Gare de Lyon on my way home. I took millions of pictures, but this one I like. You know, if I had a choice between airport security and train station security, you know what I’d pick? I don’t need some chubby d00d with a wand, having to take off my boots, and worry that someone’s stealing my stuff in the xray machine… No, I want a boy in a uniform with a big honking gun showing me where I can get a newspaper. Note that I don’t know of a single train station in France where they have lockers or the ability to check your luggage. Too many little packages were left behind. Boom.