NEWSWEEK's Hilary Shenfeld went to the scene of Sen. Larry Craig's undoing with one mission: to get inside. How she did it—and what she saw:
The hardest part was actually finding the bathroom. There are 86 public lavatories in the Lindbergh terminal of the Minneapolis-St. Paul airport, and every employee I asked sent me to a different one. I finally found it: across from the food court, in the shadow of a giant statue of Snoopy and Woodstock. There was no sign on the door, nothing that read "Larry Craig was here." I waited until late to go inside, figuring that foot traffic would die down and I could minimize the awkward stares. Around 11 p.m. I stopped a friendly-looking guy and persuaded him to escort me (sorry—bad pun) inside. It's pretty big in there: a tiled cavern with nine stalls along the left wall. Craig's was the second from the back. I was only in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, but the entire time I was thinking, Eww. I scoped out the stalls, jotted down some notes, then got the heck out of there.