So Very Thankful I

I am writing this blog post from the airport in Honolulu, HI. I tried to get back to the mainland (for reasons unknown) three times yesterday. I have four attempts lined up for today. It's not that I want to leave, I just really want to get home now.

So here I am spending the night at an airport with maybe 50-60 other weary travelers. And I can't help but be thankful. Yes, it's a bummer that I'm stuck here with no soft surface for my head. And that my checked bag is probably already at home and I have the clothes on my back, no deoderant and no toothbrush (I did think to pack an extra pair of underwear in my backpack).

But I'm trapped in paradise. I have the means to get here, the time to take off, the money to spend, and I love that I'm here. It's just that it's a little humid tonight in Honolulu and the part of the airport we're in is open-air. Crazy, eh? But Starbucks is open!! Eh. Five more hours until the city bus starts running and I can at least get out of the airport for a few hours and see if I can find a shower and a clean shirt somewhere. Maybe I'll go to IHOP, the only place to find oatmeal in Waikiki.

I've got some brilliant pictures which I'll post at some point. Perhaps tonight.

Since I'm not doing anything else...