23 April 2004
Getting Here
I dreamed I was listening to the BBC World Service, about Poland joining the European Union to become its largest member. Opening my eyes, it was 4:01am and indeed I was listening to the BBC. It was so early that the cat didn't even get out of bed to demand breakfast. He merely rolled over and purred at me as I got dressed. I kissed him many times before rushing out the door to catch the 22 Fillmore in the dark. I always miss my cat the most.
I arrived at SFO with no ticket and no reservation. All I had was a $129 "flight pass" from airtech.com, entitling me to fly standby on either of exactly two flights, neither of them going to Kauai. I'd have to take whichever one was available and then get a last-minute reservation on a connecting flight. Airtech's flight status Web page was not encouraging: each of those two flights had less than five remaining seats—and could be sold out by the time I reached the airport. But I was in luck! I got a seat on the 8:00am flight to Maui.
This cheapass flight strategy took me island-hopping: First I landed in Maui, then hopped over to Honolulu before finally reaching Kauai.
Sonic was waiting for me at Lihue Airport. The purpose of this trip is to visit her at her temporary home in Princeville.
Sonic tells me that she had a dream just last night, about our friend danh: Sonic was dogged by a small creature about two inches high, shaped like a little black cat with supernaturally green eyes, seemingly made of lizard-skin. As she was going about her usual activities, the creature would suddenly appear in the periphery and spook her by telepathically transmitting its bizarre thoughts. And the creature was danh!
I woke up too early, and it's three hours earlier here than in California. Tired! Sonic and I are staying in tonight, so that I can go to bed "early".