Part 1, of a week of vaping abroad with Halo.
Back from a week in Prague- for the first time tobacco-free. Arriving at the airport early, as we generally do, I headed outside for a vape before going through security. Although the airport was fairly empty- it is a small regional airport, I just don't feel comfortable vaping inside areas that are smoke free. Outside I had the choice of a designated smoking area, or everywhere else. I chose everywhere else and let loose a Triton VV loaded with SubZero. I got a few looks. A police officer walking by paused, I gave him the, 'Is this OK look?', he nodded and went about his business, as did I. Several people in the smoking area looked over- not sure anyone had seen such a beautiful midnight blue machine and I heard, 'quit smoking', 'safe', 'electronic cigarette', and various other references to e-nic. Some seemed curious, but none approached. Of course the wife was texting like mad on her phone, oblivious to the scene.
Back inside and through security- no issues at all with my Halo gear- I had 4 VV Triton batteries, 2 650, 2 900, 2 1300 a pair of 400's, 4 7ml bottles of juice and a couple loaded tanks in a tiny Pelican Case in my carry on- well, actually, my wife's carry on. She's a lot better at sweet talking than I am, so the case went in her bag. The rest of the gear- several large bottles of juice, tanks, pre-loaded cartos and wicks went with the checked baggage. I was a little surprised the TSA didn't give the Pelican case a second look, but they must have been trained on e-cigs.
Not long before boarding, I felt the urge for a quick stealth vape- flying doesn't bother me one bit, I just have a slight fear of crashing on takeoffs and landings. Out came a 400 mAh with a pre-filled carto of Menthol Ice. Now a 400 is small- even with a cone and carto on it. Fits just right in the palm. A couple quick, long drags, held just long enough so that virtually no vapor was visible on exhale. Hit the spot and I was ready to roll.
It was a short, uneventful flight to Detroit. Having done research previous to traveling, I knew DTW has a strict no tobacco policy- this includes e-cigs. Fortunately, DTW is a well-organized airport- surprise, surprise, so crossing terminals, exiting, re-entering and going through security is an easy task. 3 hours to kill until boarding, I dropped the wife off at a Duty Free Shop, which just happens to be next to a Starbucks, so I knew she'd be good for a while. 'Back in an hour', I said, and was off for a vape session. This time I chose the smokers area, given DTWs policies. How I smoked for 20 years, I don't know. A mix of stale tobaccos, a cigar, cheap perfume and sweat was almost too much, but a pair of VVs- one loaded with a fresh tank of SubZero, the other with Turkish was just too tempting. I fired up the Turkish, took a mighty drag, and the sweet aroma of Halo's finest began to overpower the stench in the air. Long powerful drags and slow exhales really put me in the right spot. I switched from the SubZero to the Turkish at will, both performing like the champs they are. At first, not a single smoker approached, yet I could see by the way they looked down at their filthy beasts and over at the beautiful VVs they knew they were missing out. Satiated after a delightful vape session, I powered down the VVs, placed them back in their case. As I was leaving, a gentleman in a suit approached, asking what it was I was smoking. I handed him a Halo card, telling him,' It's the future,' and walked off.
Back from a week in Prague- for the first time tobacco-free. Arriving at the airport early, as we generally do, I headed outside for a vape before going through security. Although the airport was fairly empty- it is a small regional airport, I just don't feel comfortable vaping inside areas that are smoke free. Outside I had the choice of a designated smoking area, or everywhere else. I chose everywhere else and let loose a Triton VV loaded with SubZero. I got a few looks. A police officer walking by paused, I gave him the, 'Is this OK look?', he nodded and went about his business, as did I. Several people in the smoking area looked over- not sure anyone had seen such a beautiful midnight blue machine and I heard, 'quit smoking', 'safe', 'electronic cigarette', and various other references to e-nic. Some seemed curious, but none approached. Of course the wife was texting like mad on her phone, oblivious to the scene.
Back inside and through security- no issues at all with my Halo gear- I had 4 VV Triton batteries, 2 650, 2 900, 2 1300 a pair of 400's, 4 7ml bottles of juice and a couple loaded tanks in a tiny Pelican Case in my carry on- well, actually, my wife's carry on. She's a lot better at sweet talking than I am, so the case went in her bag. The rest of the gear- several large bottles of juice, tanks, pre-loaded cartos and wicks went with the checked baggage. I was a little surprised the TSA didn't give the Pelican case a second look, but they must have been trained on e-cigs.
Not long before boarding, I felt the urge for a quick stealth vape- flying doesn't bother me one bit, I just have a slight fear of crashing on takeoffs and landings. Out came a 400 mAh with a pre-filled carto of Menthol Ice. Now a 400 is small- even with a cone and carto on it. Fits just right in the palm. A couple quick, long drags, held just long enough so that virtually no vapor was visible on exhale. Hit the spot and I was ready to roll.
It was a short, uneventful flight to Detroit. Having done research previous to traveling, I knew DTW has a strict no tobacco policy- this includes e-cigs. Fortunately, DTW is a well-organized airport- surprise, surprise, so crossing terminals, exiting, re-entering and going through security is an easy task. 3 hours to kill until boarding, I dropped the wife off at a Duty Free Shop, which just happens to be next to a Starbucks, so I knew she'd be good for a while. 'Back in an hour', I said, and was off for a vape session. This time I chose the smokers area, given DTWs policies. How I smoked for 20 years, I don't know. A mix of stale tobaccos, a cigar, cheap perfume and sweat was almost too much, but a pair of VVs- one loaded with a fresh tank of SubZero, the other with Turkish was just too tempting. I fired up the Turkish, took a mighty drag, and the sweet aroma of Halo's finest began to overpower the stench in the air. Long powerful drags and slow exhales really put me in the right spot. I switched from the SubZero to the Turkish at will, both performing like the champs they are. At first, not a single smoker approached, yet I could see by the way they looked down at their filthy beasts and over at the beautiful VVs they knew they were missing out. Satiated after a delightful vape session, I powered down the VVs, placed them back in their case. As I was leaving, a gentleman in a suit approached, asking what it was I was smoking. I handed him a Halo card, telling him,' It's the future,' and walked off.