The JAC TSA agents were unexpectedly kind and friendly, especially for 6:45 am. Which seems like an impossibility for me. I struggle in the morning.

As I was retrieving my scanned bags, I noticed a speck of color on the stone wall. I stepped closer, and was delighted to see dozens of tableaus, all in miniature. A car being pursued by giant dogs. A crowned frog waiting to eat a watermelon slice. A campervan headed towards a massive rubber ducky.

I took out my phone, and noticed the “no photographs allowed” sign. I looked around, saw an imposing TSA officer walking towards me, and asked for permission to take a photo of the wall. “Be my guest!” he boomed, smiling. A delightful way to ease into an early morning of travel.