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Aloha
We just had our flight safety lesson as we quickly taxi to our runway. I feel like a jackass for moaning about the wee screen when all it took was the push of a button on my arm rest console to turn it on. Now I can actively ignore it to my satisfaction without feeling like I was forcibly denied the opportunity. The flight to Honolulu is especially …
Honolulu
... some guys nipple for trying to start something on the street. Got pursued for three blocks while him and his friends soaked in the reality of what happened and contemplated if it was worth doing something. They decided it wasn't and left. They got the patented blank unflinching and fearless stare from me :) Made it home after devouring a tray of frosted mini cupcakes (yes, 12 was overkill and I blame the tequila on the walk ...
Back somewhere familiar...Hawaii
... and treated to drinks and snacks and meals throughout the 5 hour flight. Tim watched a movie and napped and I just read a book. We were waiting for our bags and Tim went to the restroom and I was looking around to see where he was and I noticed a guy holding a sign with my name...yep our chauffeur was waiting for us. I'd organised it but assumed it was a shuttle not a more personalised service. Once at our hotel..across the road from our ...
Lost day
We are up before 5am today and are ready to leave for the airport before 6 as our flight is at 8.15. It is packed with Ozzies returning home and we have no space to move. Being Jetstar you have to pay for everything separately and while we prepaid for food we did not think about entertainment and find there are no spare iPads for movie viewing so we have a 10.5 hour flight to look forward to with no entertainment on board. They don't ...
Day 7- Honolulu
... with the lovely Miss Lilly." How can I best describe Miss Lilly? Airhead comes quickly to mind. She was a not unattractive young lady with an Hawaiian dress and the requisite flowers in her hair. Once on board she hooked up her i-Pod and gave us a singing tour of the back streets of Honolulu. The hit of the night was the "Blah-blah-blah, Cha-cha-cha." Her impression of a Harley-Davidson will never be erased from my mind, ...