The flights over and back are in tiny little jets that have 12 rows, two seats on each side of the aisle. And...they are flown by crazy pilots that have been doing it too long. Their white shirts are dirty, only one pilot of course and you are actually only in the air for 22 minutes. But holy hannah! They swoop and dive and take sudden turns and scare the crap out of you. The stewardess doesn't even sit down and strap in on take off and landing.
We rented a convertible. Its the best way to get a tan without laying in the sun and being bored. The first day we went straight to the outlet malls and bought jeans for April at True Religion. They are half price there! We did some touring around and then went and checked in. The hotel was awesome but so high up!! When you step out on the balcony your body parts shrivel. But it was quite the view. We walked (about 2 miles) to the RED LOBSTER and managed to get a table immediately! Crazy! And proceeded to have a most delicious dinner.
At bedtime Bill discovered he had not packed a certain cord for his cpap. So, being the loving wife that I am, I gave him mine. And I cannot sleep without my gasper now, but I also can't sleep with Bill's snoring..so I figured one of us might as well get a night's sleep. Being awake, you see things you wouldn't normally know about. You wouldn't believe the crap that goes on in Waikiki at night! The cops were constantly going back and forth with lights and horns agoing. People were fighting and yelling...too much booze and not enough sense. The next morning he found the cord on the floor where he unpacked his bag...thank god...I need some sleep now.
We headed up to the north shore and on the Dillingham airfield, where all the parachuting and gliding goes on. We sat there quite a while and watched. We wandered back to Waikiki through the middle of the island. Oahu is definitely not as picturesque as Maui. Plus I didn't take my camera and Bill's just annoys the hell out of me. So you guys are spared too many pics! That night we went to the Cheesecake Factory. Really good food and busy busy place. I pissed the waitress off though. We had a tiny table, covered with our salads and drinks etc. I was halfway through my delicious salad when she arrived with my entree. I just looked at her and said, umm...there is no where to put it and I am not finished my salad...can you please bring it back after I am done. She was SO pissed off! She stomped off.
Then, we finished our salads, a guy cleared the table, and the cow didn't bring our dinners for fifteen mnutes!!! But....two tables down there was an older couple, with many demands that kept her hopping. After they left, she went and picked up the bill folder thingy and I could see she was shocked. She went to her station and I overheard her tell her co worker that they didn't leave a tip, nothing. I told Bill, cuz I kind of felt sorry for her. And when she did bring our dinners (keep in mind this place was so busy it was like a chaotic whirlpool) Bill says "So I see those guys stiffed you!" I almost died! I couldn't believe he repeated that to her. But she just looked surprised and then said How could you tell? And then said that they were Australian and that was why (they don't tip in Australia). At which point I piped up that they have a brain in their head, they know they aren't in Australia and its shameful that they would be that stupid and cheap. After the waitress left, the couple right next to us on the other side, said that they were from Australia too (oh God)! But she agreed with me and we launched into a very interesting convo from that point on. We run into this on the cruiseships a lot too. What is with Aussie's? They should know better. Anyway we left her 20% as per usual I felt bad for her.
The next day we drove right out the very western part of the Island. The beach there is where we almost lost April and Monte in a very unforgiving pounding surf. So scary. Then to the airport and a crazy trip home. We were back here by 8 pm. Bill bought me the most beautiful Fossil purse. I will take some pics and put it here.
When we went to bed, Bill still had his bedside lamp on, I noticed something really big and black under his bedside table. When he moved the table and took a look, it was one of those super gigantic cockroaches!! OH MY GOD!! If one of those had touched me it would have permanently rearranged my molecules, and not in a good way. After that I kept feeling things crawl on me. "whimper" Where the hell do they come from anyway? Any way.....great great birthday!!! TTYL
AN INCREDIBLY AWFUL PIC OF ME |
THIS IS THE TABLE THAT SHE TRIED TO PUT MY ENTREE ON....LIKE...WHERE? |
Nice handbag!
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