After a wonderful two hours sleep it was up at 3.30am, in the taxi at 4am and into another long line of weary travellers for our 6.30am, soon to be 7am departure. How would my body react to a zooper dooper at 3.30am for breakfast? What would they feed us? Well, scrambled eggs , sausage and beans with juice was ok. Annette tried the French toast. Mmm, bread dripping in fat. Our captain announced that our arrival should be 8.30 pm instead of 7.30 pm. We should get our connecting flight. I'm proud to announce a toilet-free flight. I really did appreciate the ice cream they gave us for lunch. Dinner was a sandwich.
The highlight of the flight was when reading the autobiography of Stuart Copeland (the Police drummer) he mentioned something about the Moody blues. At that moment a Moody blues song started playing on my mp3 player. What are the odds? Well it's 3 in 14, 252 x 1 in 300.
So we got off at Honolulu. True to the amazing race, we had seats near the front of the plane so we reached customs quickly. We then made our way to our domestic flight, checked in our bags and made it with seconds to spare. A quick flight to Kauai which finished with a scream by my travelling companion on our bumpy landing. I couldn't believe it, after all the disasters I couldn't believe it. Pick up our car, drive to the hotel, what could go wrong? THEY FORGOT OUR LUGGAGE! It might turn up tomorrow. 11 pm and we got in the car, took our first try on the wrong side of the road, checked in, found McDonalds, bought breakfast cereal and teeth cleaning supplies as ours are somewhere in our luggage.
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