Departure hall, where we were serenaded by an old man on a ukelele when boarding. He serenaded us when we arrived too. He sang about how he's sad to see us go back to the cold - I felt lucky that this is still the beginning of my trip in tropical Polynesia!
Rough notes:
http://mandarinmanmarktravelnotes.blogspot.com/2011/06/2011-nz-to-sf-day-25.html
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