I’ll watch the bag. You go pee.

  After celebrating Christmas with the In-laws on the mainland. Wife and I were sitting in the waiting area at the San Francisco airport or SFO.  Waiting on our plane to depart going back to Honolulu to our island home.  Then a distinguished swarthy looking middle eastern man in a nice gray tailored suit andContinue reading “I’ll watch the bag. You go pee.”