Because dancing the night away was not enough Air Force Birthday-Fun, we spent Saturday celebrating at an Air Show with the Air Force Thunderbirds!
The show was great, but the little man who came and stood too close to me, put me in a bad mood.
He was standing so close that his shoe was touching mine and his elbow was resting on my forearm. He didn't seem to hear or understand me when I mentioned that he was standing too close. If I moved over, he just moved closer.
At one point I said, "Please move. You are standing too close to me. Your camera is bumping my son." He set his giant camera down and seemed to scoot even closer to me. Grrrr.
I later told the story to my friend, Diane, and she said it was a cultural thing. Tourists!
Off we go
Into the Wild Blue Yonder...