G'Day!

Down Under to The Barossa Valley On our way! We leave San Diego Commuter Terminal and the Poodles behind at 2:30pm, flying American Eagle to LAX. It is always fun to fly in a seemingly unsafe twin engine plane with a steward who runs through the safety instructions in a rapid nasal voice that no one understands. And then find that as you approach LAX a much larger plane is off to the right hand side and at the same altitude! Fortunately it stays the same distance away throughout our approach into LAX. And then we get more instructions that no one understands! Time for a snack at Chilli’s. The Buffalo Wings are HOT, and not wings anyway. The next flight is American Airlines to Honolulu at 6:30pm – 1st Class, no less! Flying time 5 hours and 42 minutes but with time change we arrive a little after 10pm, well rested after dinner and a movie (A Shark’s Tale). And a pretty damn good chardonnay that I never even got the name of. I have to learn to just grab the bottle, or at least ask! Ah, Honolulu and humidity! We share our shuttle bus to the Honolulu Airport Hotel (HAH) with an Australian girl returning home to Melbourne. She had just spent a few weeks in Denver helping a friend through the birth of her first baby. What else are Aussies for if not to be mates?