So I had two goals I wanted to accomplish when I set out for my vacation in the foreign and exotic land known as Hawaii: Catch up with Barack Obama and learn to surf.
I accomplished the first one when I walked into Kua Aina Sandwich Shop and Obama was in front of me in line. He told me to go ahead of him because he didn’t know what he wanted yet. How elitist is that? Not knowing what you want to order? I wouldn’t be surprised to learn he had Swiss cheese on his burger.
I passed up Obama’s offer to go ahead of him because I was waiting for Jennifer to park the car. By the time I got around to ordering, I was told by the guy behind the counter that he got the last avocado, so I couldn’t have one on my burger! I had to settle for a pineapple.
The Secret Service guys had all caught the Aloha spirit–they were decked out in casual wear rather than the dark suits. One of them kept telling me I was standing in the wrong place while I was snapping my photos. I thought about asking him some of the questions that Travis Bickle asked the Secret Service guys in Taxi Driver, but figured it would just get me detained.
The burgers, by the way, were great. We headed to another branch of Kua Aina on the North Shore the next day, but there was no sign of Obama.
I did see some footage of him body-surfing on the news last night. I’ll bet you won’t see John McCain doing something that undignified during his campaign.
And, in case you care, I did learn how to surf today, though I’m not ready for any 30-footers yet.