Having been patted down and relieved of my pocket knife, in the backseat of an Airport Police vehicle! Hard molded seats, no cushioning whatsoever, as is appropiate for doers of malfeasance such as myself. Had I known I would be the subject of my own photography, I would have at least worn a sweater that matched my hat! Ultimately, it was politely explained to me that a random car parked in an airport's flightpath could conceivably contain a bomb, or surface-to-air-missiles, or even, God forbid, a disgruntled wildebeest, which is why my parked car elicited such a strong law enforcement reaction. I spoke briefly to a representative of the Minneapolis Police Force, and assured him that I was repentant, and would never again park my car within 30 miles of any airport for any reason...and was given directions to where I should have gone in the first place, which was the entrance to Fort Snelling State Park that would actually grant me access to Fort Snelling, flooding or no flooding.