stubsadventures

My route to Micronesia could have been worse, that’s for sure. I left Calgary, changed planes in Colorado, then had about seven hours and a good nights sleep in Honolulu, Hawaii. Anyone who works with me, knows how much I cherish my airplane naps. Well, of course, on any of the flights to I remember taking off. I did however, wake up just enough to hear the best announcement I have ever heard on a flight. The attendant came over the PA and said the following: excuse me passengers, could you please close the door to the washroom when you are finished using it. This will greatly increase the comfort of those people seated in that area. Amazing.

I had no sooner put down my bags before I was out in a taxi van getting a tour of the island. I had a gent named Harold meet me at my hotel and when he asked me where I wanted to go, I told him away from all the people and buildings. I was very surprised at how big Honolulu was and you could compare that downtown with any other downtown in North America. We went to some amazing view points of the coast and downtown, I saw Waikiki beach and all the major hotels in that area but we spent the most amount of time was in the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific. Truuk Lagoon diving exists because of WWII and to be able to visit this place and put in perspective the history I was going to emerge myself into was a fantastic opportunity. This is an amazingly peaceful place where you can’t help but reflect on your own lives but mostly the lives lost during these horrific battles. So many people.

Stubs.