Home to BART (via Peet’s for an early morning caffeine fix) to Coliseum station to monorail to OAKLAND Airport.
(break – rewriting what was obviously lost on a failure to save before an unexpected re-boot)
And we were through security and hanging out near the gate by 0730. Thanks to both George who got us to BART and the lovely woman at the check-in counter who suggested that since we were flying out of Gate 6, it would be smarter and faster just to go through security in Terminal 1. And she was certainly right. There are moreates to Terminal 2 and almost all of the Southwest Airline flights go out of Terminal 2. Also, since they are the largest airline at this particular airport, security for that terminal can be a real pain.
And why Oakland? 1) faster to get there on BART 2) cheaper flight + free checked luggage. Leaving aside the whole mess with Booking.com – their failure to properly rebook flights, transfer funds, etc – I would just rather not have to travel across the bay if it can be avoided. Europe or Asia? Ok that makes sense. But Hawaii? Southwest Airlines offered a good choice of price, times, and flights.
But back to the water – from Oakland you fly west and a bit south. The Pacific Ocean counts as large. There is a lot of water. And clouds, so most of the time you can’t see much of anything. In fact the only time it was clear that something else was out there –
was on the hazy approach to Lihue Airport where we had a plane change.
Some times I am completely in awe of all the Pacific Islanders who spread across the Ocean, found and settled on all those scattered islands….
Coming into Oahu
it was more of the clouds, water and steeply rising land.
We caught a Lyft to our hotel. Entertainment while we were waiting was this little character –
who was a lot smaller than most of the flying rats that hang out in my area. His body wasn’t even 10 cm long. But more than willing to peck up a smashed pretzel with that sharp little beak.
