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Well, it has finally begun, we have packed up and left. Not such an easy multi-tasking chore. We were packing up for a move to Hawaii that will conclude November 2011. And we were packing for our 11 month adventure. Yes, it was very chaotic, confusing and tense at times. We spent a great deal of time testing what to pack and how to pack it. So no surprise at our consternation when we left the hotel with 4 bags and not the two we had planned on. But I guess this is to be expected when the final check is done at midnight the night after staying up literally all night and day packing, cleaning and munching PowerBars. The bags were so heavy we couldn't carry them the 400 yds to the train station. So, we called a cab at 5:45AM for the 3 minute ride to the train station, caught the 6:21 and the subsequent shuttle, and passing through security 30 minutes early for the 8:15 boarding. The flight was uneventful, though it helped having purchased bulkhead seats one row away from first class. A smooth and comfortable ride. We arrived early, caught a cab to the Matson Dock, picked up our car and drove to Kailua. There were no delays, everything went without a hitch, I hope this streak keeps on.
We were here for New Year's Eve: staying home was probably a mistake! Hawaii is made up of: Hawaiians, Chinese, Japanese, Portuguese, Samoan, and Hoales (Anglos). Funny thing, once here they all have adopted the use of firecrackers in celebrations, and NYE is one big celebration. The sounds started aorund 7PM, and gained momentum hourly as time passed onward from the Eastern Seaboard. Now, the fireworks I am talking about are not just the sparklers, string-crackers, and cherry bombs, though they were certainly part of the din, but also the loud crackers that are preceded by a flash of white light. Much louder and sharper than dynamite IMHO. So by midnight the celebrants were well past primed. Lying in bed, hearing the mini explosions, the sky is flashing red, blue, and green with the constant white flashed, dogs are barking, people are yelling, radios are blaring, and the rain is pouring. Wow, I have been here before: Woodstock 1969. Where are the 'Dead?
Our days have been fairly calm, starting with a half-mile walf along the beach for coffee, and usually a longer walk up to the Obama compound before dinner. One thing, I am surprised at the morning traffic!

Oh yea, in packing confusion I arrived with one black glove. Should have moon-danced at 12

Posted by bradanddeb 13:31 Archived in USA Tagged people travel packing

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I know I'm going to love reading about your adventures. Sorry I didn't have a chance to connect before you left, but know I'm right there with you, in spirit!

by Patt Sheldon

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