(We were dressed for a luau. We didn't normally go around in that get-up.)
Incidentally, I probably won't try to catch up on the friends list, so tell me if I missed anything good.
Amusing image of the trip, other than the one above: last night, about 11:30 pm. A couple hundred Hawaiian Air passengers are clustered wearily around the one active baggage claim conveyor belt in an otherwise abandoned area of Sea-Tac Airport. They are normally-white people with sunburn-pink skin, leis, Hawaiian shirts, sarongs, and/or flipflops, ready to head back into the crisp cool air of a wet Seattle autumn night. Somehow I bet this scene appears at Hawaiian Air terminals in temperate climates all over the world.