Kids Say the Darndest Things

While Chris and I were on the flight from Hilo to Honolulu for Thanksgiving we had the "good fortune" to be sitting next to a rather precocious young girl who looked to be about 7 years old. I promptly fell asleep as I had been up late making a cake for a friend. While the girl tried to talk to Chris across the aisle, he was able to point to me and tell her they needed to be quiet :)

I suppose it should be some fair indicator of the child's behavior when the mother is slamming back Heinekens on a 9am flight. According to Chris, the mother would periodically yell at the girl, but of course these were empty threats. At one point the mother started telling the child, "You don't tell nobody my personal business. No stories!" To which the girl promptly responded - "I have stories! Like how you have hickeys all over your body!" The little girl spent the majority of the flight incessantly calling the poor flight attendant. At one point she managed to get out her underwear and put it on over her pants. The mother didn't notice even as they left the plane!

The real reason I write this blog though is what transpired as we tried to disembark. About two seats in front of the girl there were two college aged girls. One was dressed sort of boho college-y and the other was dressed sportier - in gym shorts and a t-shirt. The little girl stopped and addressed Boho Girl and the entire back half of the plane heard the following exchange:

Little Girl: "Is that your girlfriend?"

Boho Girl: "Well she's my friend and she's a girl, so she's my girl friend."

LG: "No! Is that your girlfriend?"

BG: "No, she's not my girlfriend."

LG: "She's not like your girlfriend?"

LG's Mom: "Ey! She not like dat!"

LG: "Then why is she dressed like that?" (pointing to Sporty Girl)

BG: ???

LG to Sporty Girl: "Are you a butchy????"

Ay caramba! Kids say the darndest things...

Imagine how thrilled we were to somehow be flying on the SAME returning flight as this girl. We were able to sit far far away from her. Although mom apparently got some action since the little girl went into detail about mom kissing another woman in the terminal.

Molokai Bound!

I have to write several blog entries - mostly because I'm too lazy to sit down and type out one long blog but a few weeks ago my mother came out to visit. I've ALWAYS wanted to go to Molokai so we flew over for the day. I took a tiny hopper flight from Honolulu to Molokai (the plane also went on to Lanai).

TINY PLANE!

I thought it was so funny that you step off into this tiny airport and you walk into the baggage claim "area" which is essentially a single long row of benches. I didn't have any checked luggage, so I was on my merry way for my Molokai adventure!

BAGGAGE CLAIM - BENCH 1

I had some time to kill before my mother arrived and so I hopped into my rental car (which I stupidly just booked in the Honolulu airport that same morning) and decided to explore the western part of the island.

I have to add the picture in later (it's on my cell phone), but the most exciting part of the first leg of my trip is that I'm pretty sure I ran into Sheryl Crow at the interisland terminal in Honolulu. Check back to when I update this post with the picture and story

Imiloa and Pink Floyd

AT THE PLANETARIUM

Chris and I went to Imiloa yesterday for a Pink Floyd light show. The show wasn't very good, but I've been meaning to go to Imiloa since I moved here and it's really nice. We didn't go to the exhibit, but I got a dual membership which means if anyone should come and visit and want to go - it's be free (rather than $17.50/$12.00 kamaaina)!

Imiloa is connected to UH-Hilo and is a museum that honors both astronomy and Hawaiian culture. The planetarium is really nice and the daily shows are free with my membership too (rather than $5 extra). I'm definitely planning on heading back to check out some shows since it's been forever since I was in a planetarium (Pink Floyd doesn't count). In fact, I'm going back tomorrow for the Wayfarers and Navigation festival...would LOVE to win the standup paddle board even though I've never done stand up before haha :)

Here's some more information: http://www.imiloahawaii.org/

The Goodyear Curse

A few days ago I went to Goodyear because I REALLY needed to get new tires. I had gotten an oil change not long ago and the mechanic called me over to look at my nearly-treadless tires (Yikes!). I had done some research....uh perhaps I called every tire place on the island to compare...and decided to go with Goodyear since I could walk to do my errands while waiting. I didn't realize it would take over 3 hours, but I was able to kill most of the time by walking around Hilo.

I found this nice little park near the East Hawaii Cultural Center where I take lessons on Wednesday evenings. It's dedicated to the Korean War vets. You can't really see, but by the big tree it's built like a little amphitheater with tiny levels (not many). There were also pretty lilies in the water.

WATER LILIES

I returned to Goodyear since their lounge was air conditioned and Hilo has suddenly turned hot lately. After hanging out in the lounge and re-reading a pretty bad book, I decided to go across the street to Starbucks. I had grabbed a drink and a sandwich and was trying to wait for a break in the cars so I could jaywalk back to Goodyear when this guy comes up to me and proceeds to ask me if I was "Stacey Botichello." Here's a replay of the conversation:

Him: "Excuse me are you Stacey Botichello?"
Me: No {Thinking - I'm Asian, do I look like I would have a last name Botichello???}
Him: Are you related to a Botichello
Me: No {Thinking - Is this seriously his line?}

He proceeds to talk at me for another few seconds while I completely ignore him and crane my neck out into the street to wait for the cars to slow down (of COURSE it would happen to get busy then).

Him: So, what are you doing later today?
Me: I have a boyfriend {Thinking = Go away you creep!}
Him: Oh! I probably should've asked that first! How's that going?
Me: Uh, we've been together for 5 years. {Thinking - "How's that going?" You think I"m going to cheat on my amazing boyfriend for a clueless idiot like you????}
Him: So can I have your number?
Me: NO! {As I leap into traffic regardless of if there's a gap in cars - and do manage to get temporarily stranded in the middle of a 4 lane road}

So I safely arrive at Goodyear and promptly call Chris than my mother. After getting off the phone I turn around and DARNNIT - the loser has followed me and is standing behind me. I try to talk to him without actually talking to him as I wait for my car to be done. To my great misfortune, not only is it not done after three hours, I'm told it will be another half an hour. UGH!!!! I chat desperately with the elderly guy at the counter until my car is ready.

Finally the car is pulled up by the entrance and I see creepy loser on his cell phone outside. I dash out hoping to avoid him and as I'm closing the door he comes over and GRABS MY DOOR.

Him: Can I have your number?
Me: Sorry, NO! {Thinking - is this guy completely idiotic???}
Him: Can I have your email address?
Me: NO! I have to go! {Slam my door and charge out of the parking lot.}

Now, this is only extra bad because the last time I went to Goodyear on Oahu, some guy behind asked for my number and when I said no, the guy behind the counter gave it to him after I walked out!!!!

So needless to say, Goodyear is NOT good to me.