Made it...

Sitting on my sister's couch watching like 800 overwhelming channels of TV in English, a bit jetlagged and tired, already played for an hour with my niece Zen and she's the cutest thing ever, aside from my other niece Amelia and the baby in my sister's belly.

Flight went well other than getting the wrong train and then the wrong stop. I was the very last to check in and was stuck in the back corner, last row. But there I could here the flight attendant's gossip...not much else to do during take off. I flew Northwest. They had a bad day, with claiming chapter 11 bankruptcy and all, and all their mechanics on strike...didn't exactly give me the safest feeling knowing that my airline was flat broke and they were hiring random temps to do all the maintenance. Oh well.

I was pretty much the only white guy on the plane aside from Karl Kruse (another ALT down the highway from me). What the #&*(%?? Random. I can't escape that guy. They keep bunking me with him for the damn conferences too...

So tired...but the view is turquoise blue waters in Honolulu Harbor. Just snarfed down a perfect lox and bagel lunch...gooooooood....

Yoshi!