Even though I-405 was closed, we found a detour and picked up the Lundborgs on time; once again we were off and running. Everything went smoothly at the airport until we got to the security check-point. It seems I married a criminal. In the middle of taking our shoes off, watching our belongings AND our kids out of the corners of our eyes, and just trying to stay sane, the woman at the security scanner stopped the conveyor. Our belongings moved swiftly back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. It seems Mara carries a small knife in her purse. Let me rephrase that, she CARRIED a small knife in her purse. After the cavity search (just kidding), we made it to the gate and could finally relax.
We boarded the plane and had a GREAT flight; the boys were wonderful.
Finally on the ground on the beautiful island of Oahu, the ladies were greeted with fresh leis and we all loaded in to a white stretch limousine—all compliments of Mark Lundborg; he certainly made everyone feel special!
We checked in to our hotel right across the street from beautiful Waikiki beach, had a quick lunch, and then off to beach for some fun in the sand.
At this point, the rain in Seattle was a faint memory and the relaxed mantra of the islands was beginning to pulse through our veins. We had touched down in paradise.
2 comments:
I think this is just a government conspiracy to make us all think the Fletchers are in Hawaii....
We all know with some photoshop work all these photos could be from Seattle.
Nice Try!
Soak it in- enjoy!! k
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