Airport Thoughts

A guy in the check-in line here at the Honolulu airport said a good thing. This is a paraphrase, not a direct quote.

Herb's a young man's thing. You gotta go through that phase, puff puff puff. Then you wake up one day and go 'okay, that was fun, time to move on now.'

I don't think I've ever heard it better put. He was black, apparently sings a mix of Gospel and Rastafari, lives in Hawaii and is never going back to the mainland (because of what he has to deal with there, as a black man, that he doesn't have to deal with here). Interesting guy. Talked about smoking ganja in a pastor's office and realizing he was definitely going to hell, and how gospel music is incredibly cutthroat. He said he can't do straight gospel because of some of the things his fellow Christians do. Very entertaining. Then he sort of went off on a tangent about subliminal messages, and then we were done checking in and parted ways.

You meet interesting people in airports.

In the Honolulu airport right now, our flight for Maui leaves at 9:40. Then we shop for food and go to bed. Tomorrow, snorkeling apparently. The flights today were productive, in a fashion, I got a lot of reading, a little bit of sleep. Last night I only got a few hours (on the couch), so it was nice to crash a bit more. We had so much time (4 hours or so) in Anchorage, which fortunately had free wireless, so I got a lot of catching up done there too. Here in Honolulu it would be $7 for 2 hours, so, bleh.

It's so warm here! And so nice. The airport even has an open air section. It's amazing.

Little worried about no getting enough sleep tonight: we got to Maui at 10:17, then we shop, then we sleep, then class and snorkeling tomorrow. But we'll see.

Yeah, that was disjointed. Hopefully the condos will have wireless and I'll be around more, otherwise I'll be finding a coffee shop or bookstore to take advantage of.

Thursday, January 14th, roughly 8:10-8:20 PM local time