So I made it to Hawaii without any problems, save for the fact that I almost threw up on the guy sitting next to me on the first flight. He understood. He also didn’t care when I grabbed his arm during some turbulence. Or when I fell asleep, woke up, and forgot I was on a plane and started freaking out.

Otherwise… no problems.

I’m staying with my pal Cynthia while I’m here, and she has a lovely place. I’m up early as hell due to the time differences, so I’ve got an excuse to be on my computer. Plus I already locked myself out of her apartment once this morning, while outside taking photos.

Can you blame me though? Look at that! That’s the view from Cynthia’s patio, as soon as you walk out the door. The office buildings are around the back.

Today we’re off to have breakfast with a bunch of her co-workers, and then it’ll be time to wander aimlessly around the island, doing the whole tourist thing. It’s funny, I’m used to being the tour guy, since all my pals request historic tours when they visit Philadelphia. I hope I don’t embarrass her too much.