First Day of Vacation



Last night I arrived in Honolulu at roughly 5:45 p.m. Hawaiian Standard Time, 10:45 p.m. in Texas.  I was exhausted from all the flying.  On the first leg of the trip, I was fortunate enough to have all three seats to myself.  This means I happily sat by the window to gaze at the ground below.  Even though the next flight was more packed than the first, I was blessed to sit by a missionary couple from Uganda.  We fellowshipped for almost the entire duration of the trip.  This time I had the luxury of an aisle seat.  (The boarding pass stated the middle seat, but the wife wanted to sit by her husband.)  After a very long day, my sister picked me up at the airport.  We chatted for a bit on the ride back to her condominium and a quick walk of her dog, Shadrack.  At 7:30 p.m., I finally gave up and went to bed.  Whew, I was tired!  After a very rejuvenating night's sleep, I woke up a new man ready to take on the world.  Kathy, my sister, dropped me off in downtown on her way to work.  Since then, I have been busy taking in the sights and sounds of my new surroundings.  First on the list was Ionali's Palace.  The entire tour took up about an hour and a half's time.  Even though the cost was rather expensive, I was glad to have undertaken the endeavor.  Now I'm sitting at Brue Bar, a coffee shop, catching up on some necessary face time on the internet.  The ambiance is very inviting and the people are friendly.  Who knows what I'll end up doing for the rest of the afternoon; however, I have a feeling a hearty lunch will be next on the list.  Any suggestions?

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