San Francisco, California-Wednesday September 18, 2013
After a red-eye flight from Kona, Hawaii to San Francisco, California, I find myself in the bathroom at 5:30 am with my lovely team of seven girls. And oh how terribly obvious we are a team of girls.
I step into the bathroom to see my leader fixing her hair, a teammate applying makeup, another looking at her teeth and a third putting in contacts. Is this not necessary? We’ve just slept through a five our midnight flight, of course we have to fix ourselves in the San Francisco airport. Continue reading