Early Saturday morning, we headed for the San Jose airport. We booked a parking spot on somebody's driveway through "Way.com", however, there was no spot. So we needed to park on the street. The service was not organized and lame.
While we were waiting for boarding at a gate, Mr.S2 told me that the Kalalau trail we would hike was one of the ten most dangerous hikes in the U.S.
Mr.S2 said, "That was the first one when I googled the Kalalau trail."
I replied, "What! I didn't know that. Mr.N didn't tell me."
The flight was scheduled to take off at 9:10 a.m., but a mechanical problem occurred after boarding. Around 10:30 a.m, the airplane had to reboot completely. It was my first time sitting on a plane with no sound.
After 2 hours of sitting on a plane, finally we took off. During the 5 hours flight, I read some magazines, had some complimentary drinks (coffee with milk and sugar), and ate small breakfast (I thought that it was not enough, but Mr.S2 said that it was filling). Mr. R was sitting a few rows ahead of me and I witnessed that he ordered whiskey, which is his favorite drink.
Our flight landed in Honolulu. Because of the delay of the first flight, we missed the connecting flight to Kauai. The receptionists at the Hawaiian Airline desk were unbelievably inefficient. Three people were at the desk when we were trying to change our connecting flight, but only one person was actually working; the other two people were just looking at the person who was working. Also, I saw many Japanese people who had their passports in their hands. I felt a little weird seeing so many Japanese people in Hawaii.
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