Our flight from San Francisco to Paris back in October left at 7am. We were up that morning well before sunrise in order to get to the airport early, and before leaving, I cut up every last piece of fruit in the house and packed the make-shift fruit salad into a gallon-size ziploc to eat throughout the morning. It was a little unusual, but it worked.
Then I noticed THIS across the terminal:
A watermelon. A whole, uncut watermelon. The guy carried it like a baby through the terminal, no big deal.
Then my next glimpse:
A watermelon for two. Excellent terminal breakfast.
(I wonder what comments he got bringing it through security?)
Puts my gallon-ziploc fruit salad to shame.
Happy Wacky Wednesday.