4.5 (ish) hours is much too long to have nothing to do at an airport. I played Bejeweled until my laptop started beeping at me (“need…more…power…”) and then I read for seven years. At one point I wandered around looking for the cheesiest post-card I could find… but failing that, I bought orange juice and a harvest bar instead.
Anyway… just before my 90th birthday, my flight finally boarded, and I ended up sitting next to this guy Casey, who used to sit behind me in Chemistry during my junior year. (Yay Mr. Kloetzel’s class! Yay pringles-can rockets!) So we’re re-living various explosive chemistry memories, making other passengers around us wonder if we are dangerous, laughing our asses off for most of the 51 minute flight. The Big Island comes into view, and along the Hamakua coast, there are half a dozen waterfalls visible. Casey points at two big-ish streams side by side…
Casey: hey, I wonder which ones those are. Don’t recognize them.
Me: I dunno. Maybe they are new. *laughs*
Casey: Yeah. New. Like, there was an earthquake since I was here last September and…
*five minutes of hysterical one-up-rediculousness about these “new” waterfalls as plane nears the island*
Casey: *pause* Hey… *points to the waterfalls again* Those are buildings.
Anyway… Kitties! They don’t remember me yet, but they are still cute and fun and stuff. Vince almost fell off the deck’s railing when he saw me coming up the stairs. He would have been turned into a pancake kittie if it weren’t for his god-like (naturally cat-like?) ability to recover his ballance. Give them a few days, mom says.
In Other News: I’m sick. It sucks. But that’s ok. I’ve got orange juice and NO STRESS until … I dunno… until I have to pack again.
Ok… my head is tired… brain hurts. Time to go sleep.
Oh oh oh! Before I forget! The SKY! Tonight, the clouds are silver, ocean is like mercury, stars are like glittering sand.
I think I missed that the most.