Going Home

We caught the afternoon Hawaiian Airlines flight from Los Angeles to Honolulu.  Again they were wonderful seats. (Close to the bathroom)

Since we were with my retiring pilot cousin, Arnold, flight attendants and pilots kept stopping by to wish him well and chat.  One flight attendant paid for an upgrade to our meals since she missed his retirement party.

I wonder if Hawaiian is the only airline to still offer complimentary meals.

I rather like having these monitors on the seat backs.  You don't have to crane your necks to see the screen.

However, since Arnold and I had our iPads and Art had his Kindle Fire, it was all we needed to keep us entertained throughout our trip.

We returned home late Saturday night and the following day we were invited to a gathering of relatives on my father's side of the family.  I have not seen many of these relatives for decades.

The handsome fellow looking at me however, is my nephew, Cody who I see all the time.  It really is nice to be back in Hawaii where our roots began.  It's lovely to transplant those roots again so that if we bump into relatives around town, we'll know we're related.  In fact, one relative said she'd gone to Northwestern University which is just a hop, skip and a jump from where we were living near Chicago... and we never knew it.

They do say that if you start talking to anybody in Hawaii, you'll find out with just a few questions that you're somehow related by blood or by marriage.  I'm beginning to believe it!