3/22/03

Kauai: Home

At 2:00 am we arrived in Anchorage. We were finally back in Fairbanks by 7:00 am. After retrieving our jackets we took a taxi back to campus and arrived to our floor in the dorms to find that we were almost the only people around.

3/21/03

Kauai: The Return Trip

In the morning we checked out and Kirby drove us to the Kilauea food mart before she went to run some errands. As we said our good-byes she gave each of us a giant hug and said, "It's so nice to have such young and adventurous people like yourselves stay with us. I wish you two lots of luck!"

When we got back to Lihue, we went to Wal-mart and Hilo Hatties to get our tourist stuff. I got leis for all the girls and shell necklaces for all the boys up in Fairbanks. I also purchased T-shirts for my mom and dad and a shot glass for my brother.

We walked to the airport and began our journey back to Alaska.

The interisland flight was extremely frustrating because it left half an hour late and when we arrived in Honolulu we had to wait an additional 20 minutes before being allowed to de-plane because we were waiting for someone to bring the bridge up to the exit door. By the time we made it to the gate of our next flight it had just begun boarding.

3/20/03

Kauai: A Slow Day

We went to check out Kapaa and perhaps do some shopping. We were fairly disappointed. It's a pretty big place with lots of little stores, and we checked out a local market, but there was nothing really spectacular. Eventually we decided to go back to Hanalei one more time for shaved ice and a less commercial end to our trip.

We did some window-shopping there and sat on the beach again and did nothing really but talk and sit. Back in the open-air mall I went into one of the shops that I hadn't seen yet and got some really nice incense and a mini sarong with a turtle pattern on it. Hans got a sandwich at the Subway there and we sat on a bench, waiting for our bus to take us back and I made friends with one of the many stray cats that lived off of the scraps that the bakeshop owners would feed to them every evening.


My new friend