Farewell to Hawaii

To commerate our adventure we thought it fitting to spend a day in Oahu soaking up the sun and surfing the famed Waikiki beach. Also, I don't think I could have handled another day saying goodbye to everyone. It was much more difficult than I had anticipated. Roby and I decided we had to say our farewell to Hawaii on our own and what better place than our favorite hotel the Moana Surfrider.

Getting there was a different story. For some reason maybe the Hawaii Gods were trying to stop us from leaving but we had nothing but a fiasco relating to our move off the island. First, the moving company decided to cancel the appointment to load our container. Little did they know we had only one day to get out of our house and have the container to the harbor. Miraculously with the help of another company we were able to accomplish the move, but with just a little hiccup. Oh, they estimated incorrectly and my motorcycle did not fit in the container. Thank God we had an extra week on the island to arrange for shipment of the bike. Then as we arrive at the airport, guest what, they failed to schedule us on the flight even though I had spent over 30 minutes on the phone with the reservationist the previous day and even had a confirmation number. See what happens when you outsource!! But that was not our only problem with flights, the flight from Honolulu to Los Angeles was not entered properly either.

We started questioning ourselves. Maybe we were not supposed to be leaving. All worked out and we had an incredible relaxing day in Honolulu, had a drink at the Mai Tai bar at the Royal Hawaiian and a nice dinner in town. The best part was the incredible shower. We figured being homeless we would not get to experience such a delight any time soon. The Surfider had no hot water after we left.

A fitting farewell!