Day 1

1:00 p.m. Central time, Friday September 16, 2011 (this was written in the airport, and saved until I could get wi-fi to post)

Flight from KC to Chicago left early. I was randomly selected to undergo a search. Every random search is different and I was picked for a hand test. They took me to the side and asked me to hold my hands out face up. They rubbed my hands with a cloth. Then scanned the cloth is something that looked like it might have been from CSI. Little green peaks formed across the screen and for a moment I wondered, “What have I touched in the last few days? But fortunately, no explosive material was found on my hands. Dwight says he thinks it was just because of my Explosive Personality. And we were off.

On the flight I sat next to a bunch of Mizzou fans. I felt like I was in enemy territory. The lady next to me said, they hadn’t always been Missouri fans, but their son is now a GA and football coach at MU, so they are kind of required to be fans. She and her husband were traveling to Chicago to see their other son, play left tackle for Lakeforrest. We landed in Chicago a little before 12:00. Leslie said her first flight wasn’t that bad, she just pretended she was on the highway.

Lunch was an expensive one, but delicious. I ate a sandwich. Apparently in Chicago, Italian Dressing means Vinegar and oil, but the food was good. Now we’re waiting to board our trans-Atlantic flight. I had hoped to post a quick update, but to access the Wi-fi here its $6.95. We don’t have too long of a layover, so I don’t really think its worth it. I’ll just post when I have a chance.

While sitting here, finishing this up, some lady asked me to sit here and watch her things while she went to the rest room. I’m pretty sure that’s not supposed to happen. Oh well. I’m not going to touch it so hopefully I don’t get tazed by some air marshal. J

I’m supposed to be the documenter for the trip, but I’m convinced Madelyn has taken more pictures of me than I have of anyone else in our group. Oh well.