Last week I boarded a plane on a business trip to Hawaii. This time my wife couldn’t come along so all I had to do after work was attend to my photography.

Let me back up for a second.  I was supposed to leave on Sunday, so I got up at 0500 to be to the airport on time.  This turned out to be a very good thing because the airport was extremely packed.  While others worried they wouldn’t make it through the lines, I was calm in the knowledge that I had plenty of time before my plane  took off.  Little did I know how right that was.  My flight was cancelled.  Of course, they waited until the plane was supposed to board to tell us this.  And then they disappeared, leaving no one manning the counter.  Luckily I got a call to my cellphone telling me that I had been automatically rebooked.  After confirming, I called my hotel and rental car to reschedule.  Then I went home and bought a bike.

I was rerouted through Chicago, which I had been trying to avoid in the first place.  It actually turned out to be a very nice, very clean airport.  O’Hare was busy as heck, but It wasn’t too bad.  Eventually I was on my way to Honolulu.

Eventually I got to Hawaii – 7 hours later.  I checked into my hotel.  It was 1500 local time so I had quite a few hours to kill before I had to get to bed.  So I went out onto a pier on Waikiki  beach and took the following shots.  Then I took advantage of the cheap asian food on the island and got some Kal Bi, Kim Chi, and Jap Che for dinner.  Join me in the next post (hopefully posted in the next day or so) to continue the photographic adventure. Here’re my GPS tracks for that day. The green track is when I went to take the beach shots and the red one’s from when I went to get dinner.