I know why humans do not have wings; we weren’t meant to travel through different time zones. I may have stepped back in time and gained 11 hours flying to Hawaii, but the time in Seoul continued. As a result, I woke up this morning, which is Sunday in Hawaii, and failed to recognize that it was already Monday morning in Korea. I was only reminded of it while chatting with a friend on Skype. Normally when we chat, it’s night for me and day for him or vice versa. Now that I’m back in the US, he was only a few hours ahead of me, but because of my sleep-deprived state, I asked him what he was doing up so late and he replied, “It’s almost 2pm. You’re only a few hours away from me now; you’re back in the US.” “Oh yeah,” I replied. “If you were in Seoul, it would be Monday morning,” he added.
I literally fell out of my Embassy Suites chair. “What? It’s Monday morning in Seoul?” I asked. “I have a paper due in two hours that I thought I had another day to work on. I gotta go. I’ll skype you back later.”
Each Monday morning, before 10:00 am, I have to turn in an assignment for my Business Law class. How could I have completely forgotten about the paper and the fact that Korea is one day ahead? Is this what happens from traveling through time zones too much, eating too many bananas, and not sleeping enough?
I managed to finish the paper and submit it before 10:00am Seoul time. However, that little hiccup threw a wrench into plans for the rest of my only “free” day in Hawaii. Yesterday I had planned to spend my Sunday as follows:
1. Wake up at 6:00am and run up to Diamond Head Crater
2. Eat breakfast, shower, and then test drive out to the location of my first meeting on Monday
3. Find an AT&T shop to purchase a SIM card
4. Find a dive shop
5. Drive up to the North Shore and watch the surfers
6. Eat lunch at a local shrimp shack near the North Shore
7. Eat some local ice cream (or shaved ice)
8. Buy a new bikini
9. Eat dinner at a restaurant in Waikiki while listening to live music
10. Find a salsa bar
It’s nearly 11pm in Honolulu and I managed to limit my accomplishments to less than one from the list above. I slept in so I did not run to Diamond Head nor see the sunrise. Because I slept in, I ate brunch instead of breakfast. But I did manage to take a shower-Yeah! Then my plans took a nose dive.
By the time I finished my paper and sent it on its electronic journey to my Law professor’s inbox, it was already afternoon so I decided to skip doing a test drive for tomorrow morning and decided to find the AT&T shop. I followed the directions that I printed from google maps and it lead me to a mall called Ala Moana Shopping Center. I guess AT&T shops are now in malls. I parked the car and went in search of the shop.
Couple hours shopping
When you live outside the US (with the exception of most European cities, Hong Kong, and Tokyo), the shopping isn’t all that exciting. Yes, there are lots of cheap knock offs that you can purchase in Asia, if that is your thing, or lots of very expensive and overpriced designer products that you can purchase at 500% or more mark up, but there isn’t a good supply of reasonably priced merchandise that isn’t geared for the teeny bopper age or the geriatric generation. I have a hard time finding clothes that I like, that fit me, and that I want to own.
The few shops that lined the mall, between where I parked and where the AT&T store was, tempted me inside with their wares. Before I knew what was happening, I was trying on jeans, shirts, skirts, bikinis, underwear, boots, shoes, etc. I think this is what my DH calls, “Power Shopping”. I do it once in a blue moon and when I do, I do it REALLY well. I should have bought stock in DKNY, Links, and 7 for all mankind. Because I wasn’t shopping but on a mission to find a SIM card and happened to find myself in a store, I actually found things that I liked, that fit me and that I wanted to own. Funny how life works in unexpectedly ways. But now I have to buy myself a bag because my new purchases, which I had not expected to have, won’t fit in my small little carry-on luggage, which is all I brought with me because I had not planned to do any shopping in Hawaii. Will anything goe as planned this week?
Phuket Thai-Honolulu
Well, one thing is certain. I’m always hungry or on the verve of getting hungry. All the “power shopping” made me really really hungry (must have been all the bicep curls from lifting the clothes) and lightheaded (imagining my credit card bill next month) so I asked one of the clerks who was helping me (everybody is so friendly and nice here) if she could recommend a good place that locals go for really good food. She recommended Phuket Thai, a cozy Thai restaurant in McCully Shopping Center and gave me driving directions. As I approached the center, I could tell it was very popular because there was no parking but long queues for the outdoor and indoor parking lots. I drove a couple blocks farther, parked in front of a house that was being renovated, and walked to the center. The place was packed, but they had one small table available so I decided to stay and dine in. I ordered three dishes: papaya salad, minced chicken with basil, chili, and spring rolls. After dipping the spring rolls in chili sauce, wrapping it with peppermint and green salad and stuffing it into my mouth, I felt my energy returning.
Tomorrow I have no plans for the evening except to start on my next 10-page paper, which is due Wednesday evening Seoul time, which will be Tuesday evening Honolulu time. So far Hawaii is wonderful but I doubt that I’ll see much of it besides from the conference room, the highway, the inside of my rental car and my hotel room. I’ll be lucky to get any of the ten things I wanted to accomplish today accomplished at all before I leave. Maybe I can have shaved ice delivered to my hotel room? No, that’s just not the same.
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