Asian Invasion

I am now in the Red Carpet Room in DC. I am getting a kick, yet again, out of the people around me. There is a group of Asian men to my right that is having an excellent time discussing the merits of whether or not Donald Trump should have “forgiven” Miss California for her risque photos. Headline news was showing them one by one and the men had very pronounced opinions on each. For instance, “it just looks like she is brushing her hair in that one. The photographer may have snapped her photo when she fell out.” The thought they put into the dissection of this particular subject was hilarious to me. I also found a different Asian dude to be very entertaining (I think the Asian invasion was due to an imminent Beijing flight). He was quietly and methodically filling his Brooks Brother’s shopping bag with everything he could get his hands on. He put at least ten magazines in his bag and a solid five pounds worth of food. He had cheese, crackers, chips, Kit Kats, and fruit. It was impressive how smoothly he loaded his bag with no one seeming to notice but me. I still have a solid three and a half hours to go before I board my flight, so I am going to head out and look for some lunch.