Dave and I arrived safely in Christchurch. After presenting our passports and visas we waited patiently for our bags. Dave spotted my bag first and as he pulled it off the belt he noticed that it was unzipped and spilling clothes out of the top. Items were every where! A note from the TSA accompanied the mess informing us of the inspection. A moment later Dave, who was sympathetic of my situation, saw his own bag slowly making its way toward us. His situation was much, much worse. The TSA had removed his toiletry items from the safety of their plastic bag. Shampoo and lotions coated his bag and the top layer of his clothes. The smell of Dave's shampoo-bag is still permeating our hotel room, even after extensive cleaning. Thank you, TSA (aka "Toiletry Smashing Association.")
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