Yesterday when I arrived at the Luis Munoz Marin International in San Juan, there was a major bomb scare that caused the evacuation of the airport. I joined hundreds of people milling around like cattle outside the terminal for a seemingly interminable time. Standing there while sweating like a pig (if I am allowed to mix my metaphors) I guiltily snapped off a few shots of the scene.
The good news is that there was no bomb and although delayed I caught my flight home to San Diego.