Up before 7 for breakfast at Splashes, checked out of
hotel, loaded car and headed for the airport.
Even including gassing up and turning in the car, it was only a 20
minute trip.
Joining the line of hopefuls at the outside check-in for our
flight, we waited 45 minutes for someone to show up and hand us our boarding
passes. Then through the painfully
exacting security screening to the gate.
The flight was “open” seating (ie: no seat selection) and was overbooked
by 4 passengers. At this point Paul
discovered that the tear-off stub portion of his boarding-pass was missing,
lost somewhere between check-in and the gate.
Great, now they’d throw him off! Undaunted,
Reg went to the gate agent, explained the problem and asked about extra-legroom
seating. The agent moved us to the
pre-boarding line (!) and on we went, securing a seat in the exit row to Paul’s
relief.
The short flight to Honolulu
(less than an hour, but only $90) ended soon enough. We exited on to the tarmac in the blazing sun
and proceeded to baggage claim. There we
were met by the Norwegian Cruise Line agent who escorted us to the shuttle to
the harbour.
At the harbour we wheeled our luggage through the cavernous
processing hall with 2-3000 others, lined up for security, lined up for
registration, lined up for pictures with the captain (not!) and finally boarded
the Pride of America. Our 11th
deck stateroom wasn’t ready, so we got a bite to eat on the pool deck and
explored. Finally at 2PM we got into our
cabin, our luggage was delivered and we were suddenly struck by a Nap.
We rallied in time for a refreshing beverage on the
afterdeck and an excellent supper in one of the many restaurants. Then it was up to one of the top decks to
watch as the captain pushed the 1,000 foot long ship daintily away from the
pier, spun it in its own length within the narrow harbour, and motored out to
sea. We’re underway!
Honolulu harbour
Honolulu from the ship
Harbour at night
Sunset
Leaving Honolulu
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