And I couldn’t embarrass them at the airport

The one selfie I was permitted to take, Casey took. His arms are longer than mine.

So my plan to make a big, embarrassing (to them) scene at the airport did not come to fruition because I forgot that you can’t park at the arrival’s gates any longer than three seconds before security starts barking at you to “Move along, ma’am!” and other drivers start giving you the evil eye and honking. That was lovely.