Speaking of the airport, oh, I forgot. Yes, I do have vegetable and mineral substances in my carry-on bag, but nothing illegal in that. Obviously you are not going to arrest me for carrying the equivalent of tea bags and also a pretty rock. So you were just scaring me for a minute, singling me out to search my bags, unnecessarily so. So?
And then on the connecting flight home there suddenly appeared that dreary Swedish lady who is always so mean to me and treats me like garbage.
Daniel and David get a special deal because their mother is Swedish but I am not included in that Swedish deal making Pentecostalism their exclusive domain, but maybe these Swedish cooks didn't get the memo.
