From Michael Lewis’s new Vanity Fair profile of Barack Obama:
Aboard Air Force One, I’d asked him what he would do if granted a day when no one knew who he was and he could do whatever he pleased. How would he spend it? He didn’t even have to think about it:
“When I lived in Hawaii, I’d take a drive from Waikiki to where my grandmother lived — up along the coast heading east, and it takes you past Hanauma Bay. When my mother was pregnant with me she’d take a walk along the beach. … You park your car. If the waves are good you sit and watch and ponder it for a while. You grab your car keys in the towel. And you jump in the ocean. And you have to wait until there is a break in the waves. … And you put on a fin — and you only have one fin — and if you catch the right wave you cut left because left is west. … Then you cut down into the tube there. You might see the crest rolling and you might see the sun glittering. You might see a sea turtle in profile, sideways, like a hieroglyph in the water. … And you spend an hour out there. And if you’ve had a good day you’ve caught six or seven good waves and six or seven not so good waves. And you go back to your car. With a soda or a can of juice. And you sit. And you can watch the sun go down … ”
When he was done, he thought again and said, “And if I had a second day … ” But then the airplane landed, and it was time for us to get off.
Definitely read the rest.
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