Aloha squee!

I am so profoundly glad that I took Tuesday off. I spent the whole day getting my sh-t together. DH called the advice nurse who asked for symptoms. I heard him say "No, my sinuses don't hurt." The nurse told him he needed to talk to his doc. So, as he was waiting to be transferred I told him, "Don't be so damn manly! You,ve said a couple of times that your sinus is sore on the one side. You have an infection, but if you don't give him all the information, he's not going to be able to diagnose you accurately. And you'll pay during all those pressure changes on our flight." He 'fessed up to pain in the sinus. Antibiotics were prescribed. My suggestion to use Nyquill or Dayquill was professionally endorsed by the doc. And by five AM this morning, DH was fit to travel. Bless his hero's heart.

So I put on my fortunate hand-knit tofutsies socks (thank you, Donna Lee!) and away we went.


To my surprise, DH had used airmiles to upgrade us to first class. Oh. My. God. What a spoiler! There was leg room! There was hip room! There was free juice and free headsets. And meal sservice was initiated by little hot moist towels.


They gave us honest-to-dog metal knives, forks and spoons, with cloth napkins!



Then they gave us little plates of nuts and dried fruits. I gobbled over half before I remembered the camera.


And then breakfast arrived. Raspberry jelly-filled muffin, fruit plate, scrambled egg and bacon with steamed spinach, and, (bliss on a plate,) a salmon and mushroom crepe with a marinara sauce. DH doesn't care for fish. There was swiss cheese in the eggs. He got my eggs and I got his crepe. Yum! First class totally rocks!


We arrived, checked in, and went for a stroll. I remember this hotel from fifty years ago. Now it's the Moana SurfRider, but it used to be something different back then. And Mark Twain stayed there once. What changes THAT old place has seen!



I will do a report on this dude tomorrow. He was Hawaiian royalty and something of the patron saint of modern surfing.


We ran across these little sweeties and I offered to take a photo of all of them together. I wound up with 9 cameras in my hands, and only one was mine. They were so darn cute! I clicked and clicked clicked and they said thank you, thank you, thank you! They bowed and giggled. I bowed and smiled. Then we went our seperate ways. We saw them a couple of other times during our stroll. They rolled down the sidewalk like a tsunami of kittens.


This is a major business district. It's beautiful and sunny and clean and - wow - it's Hawaii!!



It's Christmas, but you can't miss the fact that it's Hawaii.

It's Hawaii! We're here! Squeeeeeeeee!

So what do you want photos of?