One of my most (and least) favorite things about flying is people watching. I enjoy it because there are all sorts of interesting characters. And I hate it because there are all sorts of interesting characters.
Example 1: the woman sitting across the aisle from me on the plane. She spent the first two hours of the flight applying make-up. And I don't mean just a quick touch-up with a compact. She was putting on a full face: eyeliner, contouring, mascara, the whole shebang. It was tiring just watching her. Especially since I can barely manage to put on mascara in the morning, less yet en route to another state.
Example 2: the woman sitting across from me at the gate who was having an extremely loud conversation. And not a pleasant one. It was one that involved her complaining about how she wants to buy a 24-pack of keystone and reeeeelax and not have to go to a restaurant. She then proceeded to mock people with Minnesota accents, which I found slightly offensive.
Example 3: the woman who was a little (maybe more than a little, but I want to be nice) larger, and whose cellphone ringtone was Queen's Fat Bottom Girls.
So now I'm here in California and am trying to adjust to the frigid weather (75 degrees!) which, compared to the current temperatures at home, is practically arctic.
Here are some pictures of the day's activities. Please note that there are no pictures of In-N-Out Burger, due to the fact that I was too busy stuffing my face.
I bought some shoes.
I ate some delicious heirloom tomatoes and fresh mozzarella at a great restaurant.
And here are said tomatoes.