DonHoWhereAreYou?
StemMeBabyVille
It's a five hour flight from Honolulu to San Francisco and, just like Vancouver to Montreal, there is no food.
But, unlike my last trip to Quebec, on last week's flight into Bagdhad by the Bay from the Aloha State I did not get to sit next to an iconoclastic Quebecois who drove me starkers (in a good way).
Instead, I sat beside a US Marine who, based on first impressions, was a fine, upstanding young fellow.
Our converstation began amiably enough.
But then he noticed my Canadian passport.
And after that he spent the next three hours watching WarPorn - his own, on his laptop.
It was a Mac Powerbook equipped with the very latest from I-Photo.
Like Donnie Rumsfeld before me, I blame the Digicams.
And maybe, just maybe, SBWJ*
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*StevieBoyWonderJobs
There are only three freeways on Oahu. They were not built to connect towns or even resort complexes for the super rich. Instead, they connect military bases. Book 'em Dano.
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