You would think that this would be easy. You want to go to Iceland you get on Iceland Air, you want to go to Britain, you get on British Air, you want to go to America, you get on American, you want to go to Hawaii, you get on Hawaiian Air. Easy. But not for the driver. Nope. We are going to Hawaii on, are you ready, ALASKAN AIR. It is a good thing that geography is one of my most underrated skills. I slipped into the Pilots Special Compartment and explained the situation and he was willing to take us where we were planning to go. I mean I told him I only had Hawaiian shirts. Not Alaska. I would have driven but I forgot my Captain’s hat so I just had to make suggestions and corrections. He was most appreciative and suggested I might want to go back and help the Trolly Pushers.
Anyway I have studied hard about tropical islands and watched the documentary about them called Gilligan’s Island. It was a mystery to me why they didn’t go to the airport. But anyhow I am prepared. Since I got us in the right direction. I mean, the big lump of Alaska is off the coast of Mexico and Hawaii is between Florida and Texas. Good thing I worked on this.
Anxious to meet Mary Ann.
They knew where we were going. Great send off with music even.