Delayed :(
Our flight
from of Honolulu was due out at 0915 this morning so we had an early start to
be at the airport 2 hours prior to check in. We packed, paid our bill at the
hotel last night and returned the hire car yesterday as well, so all we needed
to do this morning was roll out of bed, shower, pull on some clothes and jump
in a cab for our ride out to the airport. There was already a line for check in
when we arrived at the Jetstar counter and the couple in the line in front of
us informed us there was a delay. Yippee! Just what we all want to hear. :(
We stood in
line for a while chatting with our fellow passengers until the check in desks
opened and we were allowed through immigration.
Our flight
ended up being just over an hour late; we were given a window seat and the seat
next to it.
Honolulu airport, it is open air and had a wonderful tropical (if stark) feel to it. There are palm trees outside the open windows and the temperature is warm.
Mel wanted the window seat so the photos I took were from leaning
over her and holding my camera up to the window. After seeing all the
planes fly out of Honolulu through the week and feeling sorry for the people on
the plane, it was my turn to leave. I had a strange feeling, like Déjà Vu but
not. It was almost as if I were on the other side of a mirror looking out;
instead of sitting on the beach, looking up into the sky watching the planes
fly out, I was in the sky flying out on the plane watching the people sitting
on the beach. I love Hawaii, and I was sorry to be leaving, but I know I will
be back and I know Hawaii will welcome me warmly (both weather wise and
hospitality wise).
After our
ten and a half hour flight, which was already an hour late, and some more time
travel, in the ten and a half hours in flight, I lost a day and arrived into
Sydney at around 5pm on the 28th, just as a storm hit Sydney airport.
Honolulu airport, it is open air and had a wonderful tropical (if stark) feel to it. There are palm trees outside the open windows and the temperature is warm.
We landed
safely but due to safety reasons our bags stayed on the aircraft for another
hour or so, quite frankly I lost track of time, I was just a little tired and delirious,
I just found a seat and took my book out of my bag and read until the carrousel
started to move with our bags on it. After waiting until the second last bag
for Mel’s bag to make an appearance, it was off through customs and out of the
airport.
This is
where Mel and I went our separate ways. I spent a few days staying with a
friend in Sydney before flying back to Hobart and Mel headed back home to
Goulburn.
So until
next time, aloha Hawaii and your wonderful people; and Mahalo for your kindness
and generosity.
