we went to big island.

where to even start with all the adventure endavered this weekend?

me and a few of my homegirls packed a few clothes (i did a very hasty (bad) job of packing) and took off for the weekend.

we all arrived on time: a miracle. (i'm usually the ealy one)

we got checked in and settled easily.

on the plane i was seated between p.p. and some old man. after getting situated, seated and belted, we began to get a bit antsy because for some reason it seemed like we had been sitting a while.

after about twenty minutes that captain annouced there was a problem with the plane.
the man sitting next to me turned and mentioned something about patience being key, chuckling along like a nice and friendly old man.
we waited.
then about ten minutes later they said that couldn't fix it and that we'd have to switch planes...
but for some reason it took forever to let us off the plane.
we waited.
finally everyone stood up and while waiting for the doors of the plane to open, and the old man had no patience at all! he was seriously like trying to push me out of the way...
but there was no where to go yet!
everyone was watching him thinking "wtf" and it got to the point where i had to be rude and say, "excuse me, can you stop pushing me? there is no where to go," in a stern way.
wow.

on the next plane we had the same seats, but luckly the row behind me had an open one, so i took it.

t.b.c...