it is 6:45AM on a perfectly sleepable Monday morning...and it is a funny thing this whale watch business...
Theoretically, and in terms of maritime statistics, allegedly, the early morning sunrise-style whale watch departures are supposedly available to take advantage of favorably absent trades and thus calm waters. We've done it twice now and each time had wilder waters than was apparently experienced the afternoon prior (afternoons are allegedly, supposedly, and statistically known for stiffer trades). This is just to say that IF you are one who is prone to motion discomfort (as we insiduously refer to it in my line of business), do not let yourself be fooled by the flatwater lore of lax morning trades. If a table were a weather system, your trades would account for just one of the four legs and, as you know, many tables do just fine with just three legs!
The moral of this story: When you communicate with your Higher Power from time to time, put some pono into your prayer and remember to thank the guys who made Scopolomine patches, Dramamine, Relief Bands, Sea Bands, and - for those who believe in it - good old Ginger! Ahoy!!
So, did we see whales? Yes, and with the Scope patch behind her ear, Camilla had a great time:
Here is an island panorama totally devoid of hotel development:
And then, time to mail the heavy paperwork (and also ahem a couple of lead dive weights...) to the next island, ship a couple of boxes of coconuts off to the mainland, and hurl a few heavy souvenir boxes off toward our neighbor cum Mail Watcher's apartment in New York City...Thank goodness for USPS now that the airlines have gone absurdly mean on luggage limits and overcharges:
And off we go toward O'ahu for a few fairly full days of seeing-what-we-never-had-time-to-see as well as about 7 hotel inspections. Nice flight-seeing enroute:
And finally, the Large PAXs mentioned in the title. Hotel bellhops in various places have derived great fun out of our seatbelted duffel passengers (aka PAXs in travel agency lingo) occupying the back seat of various Mustang Convertibles. But who'd want 100lbs+ of dead weight coming at their backsides in case of a sudden 'Brake for Surfers' moment?? (Sam, we can't break for Moose out here even if we wanted to...).
Spent this night at a Honolulu airport hotel to test its utility for future clients. Tomorrow is Pearl Harbor day but first, we need some very serious s-l-e-e-p!!!
A hui hou!
Kepani & Kamila
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