We woke up very leisurely, and then decided it was time to get up. Russ bought me breakfast in bed as I had done the same for him yesterday.  We repacked our bags very neatly, then went to refill the car with petrol before returning it to Alamo. Every man and his dog had the same idea and on the way back to the airport, all spent time rubber-necking at the accident – slight – outside the Coco Palms Hotel. We all waited for our turn to get the car into the return side at the Alamo, then had to wait for the second shuttle back to the airport, as the first one was promptly filled.

We managed to change our evening ticket for late morning, and the plane to Honolulu was chockers. Honolulu was in sunshine, and the day was beautiful. It was a shame we had to spend it at the airports.

When we realized that Canadian Airlines would not open until late afternoon/early evening, we decided to put the big luggage into storage. We paid $1.50 US to lock it, and thought that was reasonable. However, when we went to retrieve it at 5.30pm, we had to pay another $4.50. What a rip-off!!!!!!

We thought we had seats 48 B C for Russ’ legs but the guy at the counter, James, said we didn’t.  He did try to change our seats but Qantas wasn’t open either, so he managed 58 B K, which means we will be separated in the plane. At least Russ will have leg room. Nearly home, but what a long, boring day it has been. I ache!