Time Is On My Side
I’m on island time, walking dogs, eating pineapple, watching the rain, and taking it as it comes.
I’m on island time, walking dogs, eating pineapple, watching the rain, and taking it as it comes.
Sunday 11:00: I leave Hilo, heading north towards Honoka’a. 11:30: I hit a rock on the highway just before a bridge that’s being repaired. There is a detour route just beyond where I hit the rock and traffic is stopped. Handy. I get out of the car and take a walk around it. The car …
Six and a half hours is a long time to spend in a seat that does not recline. The determined flight attendant couldn’t get it to go either. We get so little space on the plane these days that a little room just to change position makes all the difference. I was stiff and cranky …