On our last night in Athens, our EF GoAhead tour group took one final group picture before walking across the street for our farewell dinner. I must say that this was really a nice bunch of people and we seemed to get along well. Someone asked how we liked the food, and I responded that… Read More 28 hours to Honolulu
Cattywompus. Death warmed over. Those were two of the old-fashioned but endearing terms my husband Carl used to use which describes my state of jet lag right now. I had a 7:00 am flight out of Honolulu to San Francisco, and then to London. I told my taxi driver to pick me up at 5:00… Read More Cattywompus. Death warmed over.
It was bad enough that the total flying time from Honolulu to London was 15 hours, plus a 2-1/2 hour layover in San Francisco. On Thursday morning, I got up at 5:00 am to be ready for a morning flight to SFO, and arrived the next day about 1:00 pm London time—watching two movies and… Read More Sleepless in the U.K.
Arrive. Walk through Passport Control. Pick up bags from Baggage Claim and Discard Tags. Look for Departing Flight on Display Board. Attach New Baggage Tags to Suitcase and Check In to Next Airline. Wait in line for Security Screening and Take Out Liquids. Go through Passport Control. Walk to Terminal on the Other Side of… Read More Back to reality
In last night’s Voces8 concert, the director, Barnaby Smith, told us they were studying the demographics of their audience worldwide, and learned the biggest group of fans were women aged over 60! That’s us! Cadogan Hall looked completely sold out to us. One of the pieces we really enjoyed was Jonathan Dove’s “In Beauty May… Read More Women over 60
That’s how I described myself in a Facebook post status update on the long journey from Europe back to Hawaii. On Saturday morning, I woke up at 6:00 am to repack my backpack and suitcase, which at 22 kilos was dangerously close to being overweight (23 kilos are the limit!) My flight was not until… Read More A glutton for punishment?
It’s exactly 1:13am in London, UK, and I’m wide awake. “Don’t watch the movies on the plane,” a friend told me recently. “Just try to sleep,” she said, saying that she never gets jetlagged on her trips to Europe from Hawaii and return. Her trick is to buy a lie-flat seat on the airplane, and… Read More Jetlagged in London
I have just awakened at my hotel in Venice, Italy, and it’s 4:30 am, my usual time for starting the day—except that Italy is exactly twelve hours “off” from Honolulu, which means that I am completely upside-down! I left Hawaii on Friday afternoon and had a nice visit with Joey Fala’s mom, Patsy, who took… Read More Already on Italy time! (What jet lag?!)
I am terrible at math but I think I calculated that it has taken me 38 hours to get from Honolulu to Budapest. On Saturday afternoon at 1:00 pm, Joey Fala’s parents were gracious enough to take me to the airport and in exchange, I gave them the keys to my life: my condo, my… Read More It’s a l-o-o-o-n-g way to Budapest!
It has been more than a week since I returned to Honolulu from my wonderful Italy trip, and I’m having the hardest time getting back to this time zone! In spite of the fact that I played the Bernstein Chichester Psalms in a concert on Friday night and attended a fabulous Hawai‘i Symphony concert on Saturday night,… Read More Allora … getting back to HNL time!