We almost got through airport security without a hitch this morning, but then they pulled Larry aside. Said it was a random check. They wiped some goo on his palms and ran them under a machine searching for bomb residue. Guess they didn’t find any.
Outside of that, we got from the hotel to the plane like clockwork. Got a couple Dixie-size cups of Starbucks on the 737 and a two-bite bag of pretzels/bagel chips. Tried to sleep because we got up at 4:30, but you know how that goes.
You know how they measure your carry-on bag to make sure you’re not sneaking on an extra inch or two. They should do that with people. There are some big people. Pretty soon they’ll start measuring them and if they’re too big they won’t let them sit in coach. They just did something like that with ferries. The Coast Guard bumped up the average person’s weight from something like 150 to 185, off the top of my head, so they can’t carry as many people.
San Diego looks pretty nice. We haven’t done any sightseeing, but the sun is coming out and it’s getting more comfortable. Can’t complain, considering it was in the 20s or 30s up there this morning when we left.
I haven’t been here for years. Once, when I was covering the Tacoma Stars, the team flew me down with them to cover a game against the hated San Diego Sockers. But it was in and out the same night. I remember something about barely being able to leave because it was late and the airport’s right downtown and they shut it down at night because of the noise, or something like that.
We’ll probably kill some time around town today and plan our coverage. We don’t get on the Stennis until 7:30 tomorrow morning. Don’t know when she’ll pull out. You know, OPSEC.