Aloha!: Passing through Honolulu and Crossing the Day Line

Having successfully made it through my first week and a half in Samoa, I thought it was time to write another post with some highlights from my experiences so far. This week, I’ll focus on my day layover in Hawaii and my flight over to Samoa.

  

After a solid sixteen hours of flights and layovers, I was so happy that I decided to have a day layover in Hawaii before heading to Samoa! And on top of that, I had a friend that I was able to visit who could show me around. Part of my day in Hawaii was a hike into the hills outside of Honolulu that lead to a truly breathtaking overlook of the island. The picture above doesn't fully do the view justice, but at least you can get the general idea.

   

I really enjoyed seeing the different trees, terrain, and wildlife, and I also couldn’t help but chuckle at the none-too-subtle disclaimer signs that floated around the trail. To start our hiking experience, we read a lovely sign that kindly warned us that we could be crushed and killed by falling rocks on this trail. After a fairly intense hour and a half of up hill hiking, we reached another sign, letting us know that the trail ended RIGHT before the amazing panorama that I had just hiked up a mountain to see. And in case you proceeded past the “end point” for the trail, there was another sign on the lookout point, letting you know that you could fall and die. Despite these doomsday warnings, I survived to tell the tale!

I also had some really amazing food. For any sashimi (i.e. slices of raw fish) fans out there, I had the Hawaiian equivalent: poke! They marinate the fish to give it the most incredible flavor. I was excited to learn that they also have poke in Samoa! I haven’t tried it yet, but I did try oka, which is fish soaked in coconut milk. Very fresh and tasty!

   

Going back to my day in Hawaii, we had dinner at a really great Japanese restaurant that specialized in yakimono (i.e. a variety of grilled meats and veggies on skewers). You order items à la carte, and I wish I had written down everything we ate, because it was all so delicious! After dinner, we finished off at an ice cream shop that specialized in mochi (dough balls with an ice cream filling). It was fun to be able to eat ice cream with your hands without it melting everywhere, but at the end of the day, I think I still prefer a good ole fashioned bowl of ice cream.

   

After a day filled with hiking and culinary adventures, I headed back to the airport to tackle the last leg of my trip: a 4:20am flight to Samoa. As a traveller who has lived through a spectrum of missed and cancelled flights, I always head to the airport early to prepare for the unpredictable. In this case, that was definitely a mistake.

   

The check in area at the Hawaii Airport is completely open with very little seating, no bathrooms or cafés, nothing. I ended up sitting on the ledge of a row of plants and bushes as I waited for the check-in desk to open. About halfway through waiting, the sprinklers went on. Of course. Luckily, they switched back off rather quickly, and I was able to sit back down.

   

As we were all uncomfortably waiting outside, I noticed that people were placing their luggage in a line and then sitting down somewhere to wait. I only fully figured out that they were holding their places in the check-in line after a lot of people had already left their luggage, but at least I wasn’t at the very back.

   

Once we finally did check-in, we had to walk the length of the airport to find the one open security check point, wait a while longer before we could go into a pre-boarding waiting room, and then wait in line to board. All of this after 2am. Now I know where the writer of Warm Bodies got his inspiration for the scenes of the zombies wandering around the airport.

   

Needless to say, I was very happy when the flight was over, and I had safely arrived in Samoa. As this post is already on the long side, I will finish here and devote next week’s post to life in Samoa – stay tuned!