Why can it be so hard to tell the truth? Why do we go out of our way to not offend people? I ask this because when someone asked me a question today, I did not respond with the whole unvarnished truth. Here’s the story.

After rolling out of bed at 3:54am so that I could hurry to catch the Max to the airport, and then waiting around for almost two hours before a flight that arrived early in San Francisco, I found myself at the San Francisco (SFO) airport at 9am, waiting for a flight that would not leave until nearly 3pm. Since I had some free time (and I had to wait a couple hours to even check in for the China flight) I decided to wander for a while. There were a lot of places to wander.