Pretty fun time so far, except one of my bottles of tripel I was carrying over in my luggage broke and my clothes soaked up all of it.
Back in college, one of our classes took a trip where we needed to pack a suit. On the way back, a friend didn't have room for her bottle of Jack Daniels so I stuck it in my bag. Turns out it wasn't closed tightly.
Being senior year, the next morning I had an on-campus job interview and it happened to be with the NSA. Part of the interview was...
Interviewer: "When you come up for a plant trip, part of it will involve you being on a lie detector so I'm going to ask you a couple of the questions now so that you will have heard them before and not screw up the test"
Interviewer: "Do you, or have you ever had, a drinking problem?"
Me: (with the Jack Daniels fumes wafting out of my suit, filling the little 8x8 cubicle enough to make your eyes water) "Nope, not at all"