(latest installment from our intrepid traveler, juancito

.....Except for the neighbors eating our dogs things are fine.....

The trip here was one of the prettiest I have ever had, fly at 40,000
feet over the artic with not a cloud in the sky....daylight all the way
and the ice was beautiful to see....quite an expanse of white..

The trip was uneventful until I hit Tokyo. I had purchased a bottle of
duty free in Chicago knowing I was going to arrive in Manila quite late
and I thought it best just to have a little to drink in my rooom incase
the hotel was accomodating.

Unfrotunately, I had to go thourhg another checkpoint in Tokyo and no
liquids of more than three ounces were allowed. Horse Hockey. No way I
going to toss a prefectly good bottle of Jim Beam, so I just uncorked it
and started to work while in line.

I was glorious. This little guy behind me was watching me just drink on
this (no time for sipping) and finally he summoned the courage to speak.
He apologized and excused himself but wanted to ask one question. How
could I do that???

Well, rather than get into the story of my life I did the only thing I
could. I lied.

I just pulled the bill of My 'Waldo's 2000 Sring Fling' hat down even
tighter on my head and said, "I'm from Texas."

So he sagely nods his head and turns to the person behind him and
translates, and that person turns to the one behind and translates
again....and for fifeteen or twenty people all I hear is mumble mumbel
mumble, TEXAS.

I got boarded just in time and slept the next five hours into
Manila....can't get into my google account to post....so if you'd do me
the favor....

John

P.S.....glad Wayno's not here...I'd fear for his heart!