Mahalo!

9-16-10

All I can live and breathe is WOW. I’ve had a wild ride merely in the process of getting to my destination (which I still haven’t arrived at yet). Just picture me, currently sprawled out on Honolulu’s groovy groomed carpet waiting for my final flight of the day to Maui, just dreaming of the minute in which I can sprint into the Pacific Ocean and flop around like a five year old. And further on: surf, hike, learn to paddleboard, jump of cliffs, drink a mai tai, do whatever it takes to live like a local! I’ve had my ultimate roadtrip but now I’m keen to lay low for a while; in ONE place that is.

The past 30 or so hours Cam and I have been living and lugging our overstuffed suitcases, camping in airports, and weaving through the labyrinths of terminals. Last night we crashed in an overlooked wing of the Phoenix airport and were awoken on occasion to an industrial vacuum and the second to an army crawling bum that camouflaged himself in the shadows under the same set of benches we had set up camp. Creepy, I know. For the records, we moved not long after all the company.

This morning, I split up with Cam and hopped on an 8am flight to Honolulu, Hawaii. Mr. Hayes, on the other hand, ran off to Los Angeles to prepare for his long awaited flight home to New Zealand. So, I AM HERE…but not quite there exactly, if that makes any sense. Jailed in the airport for 30 more minutes awaiting my interisland flight. From then on, Lynn’s good friend Lisa will be picking me up and babysitting me for four days. Cannot wait! It is almost my human nature to stray from tourist attractions and destinations. As perfect sometimes works out; I’ll be spoiled from the start.

Anways, I want to talk about this one native I happened to bump into as I was minding my own business in the security line. He is known by the name ‘Easy Ed’. Full name of course is Edward Nordstrom. Not a name you come across very often, so I found it a cinch to remember. This man was a character I tell ya: referring back to past flight experiences and his retired life. Ironically, we were booked on the same flight, although he was going to use his corporate status to squeeze on an earlier one. By the time we arrived at gate 50, he had revealed his title as the unofficial ambassador of Maui as well as his love of herb. There on, explained that he is one of the only legal marijuana growers on the island. Interesting fellow, I tell ya. Bumping into Easy Ed was a great welcoming to the island; however I was relieved when they announced the final call to his VIP Maui departure. He left me his number on the island, a chocolate chip chewy bar, a copy of the local Maui newspaper, and finally two little sample baggies from his garden. Hahahah
The End. Good story eh?

Catch you in a bit,
Jill