Hawaii. Lets talk about it. So if you have ever stood within a ten yard radius of me, you probably know that I got to go to Hawaii with Tyler this past week. It was amazing!! I have never traveled first class like that before, and now I know why people do. . .
DAY 1
Arrived at the airport promptly at 8:30 for our 10:30 flight. I have chosen a very light cotton red polka dotted dress for the trip thinking that I wanted something comfortable and stretchy for the 6 hour flight. And what the heck, I’m on vacation, so Im gonna wear my black 4 inch wedges with it. A very cute and only slightly impractical outfit. However I have been rather ignorant to the fact that I will soon be lugging two 30 lb suitcases, a computer bag, and my largest purse (to hold all the magazines and puzzle books for the plane ride) with me. Heels... hmm... not the best choice. (especially since they broke 30 minutes later at the airport... but I digress) We get to the airport and as soon as I step out of the car and have both suitcases in hand, a gust of wind blows right up my legs. Up flies my light cotton dress infront of a line of people outside. A bit of a rough start to the trip for me.
Upgrade to first class tickets. This means we don’t have to wait in practically ANY line. After moonwalking past all the people that have to wait in the normal security check we don’t have long before we’re chilling in huge comfy chairs with a glass of champagne watching everybody else file past us in to their coach seats.
“oh hey oversized guy with a raging cold; move it on back”
“A baby. How cute! When your ears start poppin at 20,000 feet your cries are going to be 50 rows behind me.”
“Oh hello small child that is going to be loud and obnoxious the whole flight. You and your power rangers lunch box can get to steppin”
“ahh. This is the life. The other half really have it made. . . Yes I would like another mai tai please. And my own personal media player? Awesome. . ooooo. . I can watch Dexter on here...”
Skip to an hour into the flight.
Half way through watching the golden compass, a stewardess brings me a lunch menu. I look over at Tyler (Who is watching Tom and Jerry cartoons on his player I might add. Lol) to express my surprise at the menu selections. Our choices include Mahi mahi, lobster bisque, zuchini cakes, seared pork, and some other ridiculously decadent entree. And we get to choose three of them. NOTHING goes better with jack and coke than lobster bisque. Fact. Now eating the lobster bisque during turbulence was a little harder than I thought it would. (That’s what the hot towels were for I am almost positive). Three hours later we were landing. An hour later after our scenic tarmac cruise we were disembarking from the airplane. We had a list of things to do, and only 12 hours left in our 27 hours day to accomplish them.
- Go get our rental car. A blue mustang convertible
- Find an ABC store. Buy alcohol, soda, and super glue (my shoe was still broken)
- Go to the beach. Swim a little. Watch a wedding
- Drink jack and cokes and play cards on our balcony that overlooks the ocean.
- Eventually go get something to eat at the tropics bar and grill right next to our hotel.
- Look forward to the next day in paradise.
Mission accomplished. minus the superglue. My shoe still remains broken to this day.
Day One overview
Most fun part of the day: playing cards on the balcony in the evening over drinks. It was super relaxing. (even though I got my ass whooped at kings in the corner)
Least fun part of the day: worrying about dress going rogue everytime I stepped outside.
Alcohol level: able to walk without assistance in tall heels over uneven terrain. Successful buzz.
Number of people who asked us if we were on our honeymoon: nobody yet. lol. but we mostly kept to ourselves.