With the call of Nature answered, I was left with another dilemma, namely what to do with the results of answering a number two call.
I could have simply walked away never looking back but in this instance I unfortunately knew better. My conscience was reminding me of a book I read during one of my business trips about outdoor 'pooping' etiquette.
Now you may wonder how a city boy with an aversion to camping ever got a hold of such book and that is a valid question. As things turnout, it so happened that during that particular trip I decided to stop at one of the airport's newsstands hoping to find something to read (smartphones hadn't arrived yet.) It was during this search that my repressed but bubbling anti-conformism energy (aka resentment) was caught by a book that seemed to be completely out of place.
The book cover and title were irresistibly irreverent and the nonsensical idea of walking around the airport and plane displaying such 'unacceptable book' just had to be met. So I bought it and proudly did so. Silly me... I kind of felt like a republican showcasing a book by Rush Limbaugh amidst a sea of democrats....
To be continued...