To Spokane! We made it without MUCH drama. No surprise hunting knives in the carry-on bags, anyway. That was a relief. Ellis did get caught trying to pass through security with a contraband oversized tube of tooth paste, but his plot was foiled by a wiley TSA agent with a grudge against dental hygiene and a sixth sense for trouble makers like Ellis.
We spent the afternoon gathering pieces and parts and getting ready to depart on Saturday. Afterwards, we made a return visit to Clinkerdagger, our dining spot downtown on the Spokane River. It was delicious, as expected. We had to wait a little while for our shuttle back to the airport so we goofed off on the sidewalk. Hence the photos of the FedEx box eating Sam and various others.