On the way for ice cream after dinner, John was roped into a street performance and got nicknamed "Mr. Hilton" by the sassy break dancer with the mike.
John was a good sport. A big crowd soon formed to watch. (If you bribe me enough, I'll share the video.)
We are glad to be home. Small flight delays in Honolulu added up last night, and we were sitting in those seats for long time-- then our bags last off the carousel at SeaTac. Anyway, we woke up late this morning (for us) and still on island time. A bowl of oatmeal for breakfast then back to regular routines.
A bright and sunny winter day in Seattle. Piles of laundry await.
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