We have been at sea for 2 days now. A week in Honolulu
before departing, half in a hotel and half on the ship. E came with me and
stayed until we departed. She stood on the dock a waved goodbye, just like a
30’s movie seeing her man off to sea. But this time we talked on the cellphone
took digital photos and emailed them to each other. Just like the Queen Mary
but with email.
We used the bus system in Honolulu to get around, and it’s
called “The Bus;) their app is called “Da Bus.” Of course it is. We bought a
buss guide to help us navigate the system. Which to say the least was..hmmm,
how can I say this, very Hawaian. No route map, you have to go to their
website, except it doesn’t have all of the streets on it. We wanted to go to the Waikiki Aquarian, so
we looked it up in our trusty guide. Turns out that the number 2 bus runs from
our hotel directly there. Cool. So with $2.50 in hand we boarded the bus, got
our transfer and, like in San Francisco, watched the crazy homeless people
board the bus with us. Of course they sat right by me. I am a crazy homeless
person magnet. It’s a gift. But they seem nicer here. And more tanned. We were
chugging merrily along and all of a sudden we turned left, away from the ocean.
E got up and asked the bus driver and she said, ”we don’t go there any more.”
We looked at the date on the bus guide. Yes, it was brand new. So we got off
and just walked to the aquarium, stopping for lunch at a beachside café along
the way. The Aquarium is great, by the way; stop by if you’re ever there. Just
take the 19 bus. Everywhere we go there is a 19 bus. It’s the bus we take to
get to downtown San Francisco and the library, the bus I took to get to the
ship from our hotel, and the bus we should of taken to get to the aquarium….
