May 14th, 2009


Hawaii. Sunday and Monday.

Sunday night, I finished packing, having fit everything I thought I would need into my carry-on, and then went to sleep. When the alarm went off the next morning, on Monday, I was clean, dressed, and on my way in under half an hour. But not quite fully awake, in that I pulled up to the departures curb, and then remembered I couldn't just leave my car there, I had already made other plans. So back around I went, over to the Sternberg's. I left the Forester there in their rarely used garage driveway, and elfs did me the favor of taking me back to the airport.

Security and gatewait were uneventful. The last time I made this flight, it was in a Hawaiian Airlines widebody superjumbo 767-300. This time it was in a bog-standard Alaska Airlines 737, just like I've flown on far too many times this past year. I settled into my seat, popped a xnx, and started writing until chemical obliviion took me. I woke right on schedule, six hours later, just as we started to decend.

I got a bit lost trying to find my way OUT of the airport. The elevators and the escalators down to the ground level, where the ground transportation was, kept being out of order. I worked my way all the way around, finally found a way down. While swapping calls with Tigris, who was my ride and hostess. We finally found each other, and into the city we went.

Last year she lived out in Ewa, but now she has a snug little place just a short walk from downtown and from Waikiki. Just as we were pulling in, one of her neighbors was cutting back an overgrown tree. An avacato tree! Tigris got to gather up a dozen or so fruits to let ripen in the kitchen.

I set up the wireless internet device, but it was pretty spotty. So I feel back to using my EDGE modem, which also was pretty spotty, with occational 40,000 millisecond ping times. So I fell back to working out of local VM.

That evening, I hooked up with daveman692 and a couple of other geeks, and enjoyed sushi.

Hawaii. Tuesday and Wednesday.

I woke up early, too early. Not a surprise, it being 3 hours west of Seattle here. I forced myself into one more sleep cycle, then got up to work. Local internet was still spotty, so I went in search of a cafe. I finally found one, a SBC with chairs and desk space, and free WiFi, only a short 10 minute walk from Tigris's. The connection was good, the baristas friendly, and business there was otherwise very slow. So I got breakfast, and spent the workday nursing down a couple of iced green teas.

What I was doing for work finally demanded that I learn Debian/Ubuntu. So I found some Ubuntu AMIs, some HOWTOs on apt-get et al, and crash learned it while trying to figure out how to install an application that was brand new, and never had been installed as it was.

I fought with that and that all that day, until the setting sun blazing in the windows forced me out. I went home, got on EDGE (which was working a bit better), and kept working on it.

And then the next day, walked back to the same cafe, and kept working on it, got it working just in time for the team conference call on this project. It's a demo for for JavaOne, next month.

When I left the cafe that night, the barasta stopped me on the way out, and told me I was welcome to keep staying there all day for days to come. Hmmm...

That Wednesday night, I went with Tigris to her Non Violent Communication seminar. She had a few hours before it started to do some personal stuff, so I wandered down the road from the Unity Church, and then suddenly recognized where I was. The hibiscus garden, and the park with the yoga tree, and that one particular beach on weikiki. I walked around them, remembering, and took a couple of pictures with my camera, just to lock down the GPS locations, so I could go back and geotag the photos from 16 months ago.

Wandered back, did the NVC workshop and some exercises, and then wandered around the park and the beach again with Tigris, talking into the night and the darkness.