Hai handled the travel arrangements today and managed Stan a window and a friendly seat mate, above. She's from LA and was headed, of all things, to the Wisconsin Dells to party with friends. (You can do that in the Dells in the winter?) But the excitement came much earlier when the TSA pulled Hai and his backpack off the line for special attention. Agents pawed through his stuff, finally getting to the plastic bag containing the suspicious material, possibly with the same consistency as explosives. Today is Hai's son's birthday. The agents discovered puffy fresh pastries bound for his party. We had a safe flight.
