投稿者: nonbiri504 (12ページ目 (17ページ中))

The next morning, I checked out and boarded a shared-ride bus to the airport that I had arranged.

I check in at the machine, but all baggage tags are also done at the machine.

I don’t know what’s going on! I thought, “I don’t know what’s going on!” and as I pushed the check-in button, the baggage label was printed.

Safe boarding and departure.

From the airport, I will take a reserved shared-ride bus to my hotel.

Check in and head for my room.

The location is on a lower floor with a view of the courtyard, but not of the ocean.

Let’s go for a stroll.

We will take THE BUS.

Our destination is a famous place.

Head to SALT for lunch.

Then we will go to see the wall art.

A group of Southeast Asian girls ask me to take their picture at this location and I take a few pictures. They asked me if I would like to take their picture in return. But I was too shy to pose for a picture by myself, so I declined. I regretted it later.

It was a bit lonely to walk around this area by myself.

After that, I took a bus back to Waikiki.

When I returned to the hotel, the street in front of the hotel was a pedestrian paradise.

Hawaiian police cars are cool.

As I was wandering around thinking about what to have for dinner, I saw a ramen shop owned by Mr. ●kura? I had been to this ramen shop before, but it didn’t seem to suit my palate.

I had been to this ramen shop before, but it was not to my taste.

The fried rice was soggy, and the ramen was also not very good.

I guess I was the only one who didn’t like it, because the store was covered with colorful postcards of famous people, all of whom said it was delicious.

The next day, you go to the car rental shop in the hotel and make a request for a one-day arrangement.

However, the local receptionist’s English is completely incomprehensible, so I ask again for a catalog and a piece of paper.

When I finally try to sign the completed order form, I find that the price is $150. I tell them it is for 2 days, and I tell them it is for 1 day, but they ask me to write my name on this form.

I thought this is a bad idea, but then another person comes out from the back and says, “sorry sorry,” and asks me to wait a moment he redrafts the form.

I thought, “Is this going to be okay? I was thinking, “Are you okay?

I sign the form, but I was giving off too much of a “are you okay? The white clerk tells me it’s okay, don’t worry about it.

They give me the keys and tell me to go to the lobby and give the keys to the doorman and he will bring the car to me.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I do as I’m told and show the key to Ni-chan hanging around in the lobby and she says OK! and takes the keys away.

After about 10 minutes of waiting, the car is brought to me and I am told in Japanese to be careful.

Well, OK! So I get in my car and start to drive away from the site, but soon I get stuck in a traffic jam.

Traffic jam in a place like this? I thought, and it seemed to move little by little for about an hour.

I finally come to the intersection to see what is going on – the police are stopping cars regardless of the signal.

After a while, people on bicycles are passing through the intersection.

I ask the police why is there a traffic jam? I asked them, “Don’t you know? They say, “There’s a triathlon being held on the island today, so the roads are restricted everywhere you go! They say, “Oh my God!

OH MY GOD!!!!

I get myself together and finally get out of the traffic and take a breather.

We try to go out to the center of town where we had researched to have lunch, but of course it is closed to traffic.

Everywhere I go, there are cops and they tell me I can’t go any further.

Then a policeman gets into the passenger seat, points at me, and tells me to drive towards the end of the road. Could he possibly show us the way out? Lucky me! I thought, but after about a kilometer, he told me to stop, said thank you, and got out of the car.

He was just being an “cab” to me.

So I decided to go to the UCC farm and started the car.

We finally arrived at the farm after driving along the mountain road.

I go inside and ask for an iced coffee.

Then a white man asked me in Japanese, “Where are you from? He asked me in Japanese, “Where are you from?

He said, “I live in Toyonaka, Osaka! He spoke in his typical Kansai dialect.

Heh! I said, “Take your time!

We had a lot going on, and we had driven quite a distance to get here, and we wanted to be back at the hotel by evening, so we decided to go home. (We had rented a car, after all.)

The return trip was smooth and there were almost no traffic lights, so we drove hotel in a leisurely manner as if it were an automobile-only road.

We arrived safely at the hotel, returned the car, and decided to take a short rest in the room.

We will have lunch and wander around the park.

There was a painting store and I was looking at a painting and the clerk kept telling me to look at the painting across the street instead of the one here.

I don’t understand why I am being told to go to the store across the street when I am looking at a painting in this store. I had no choice but to go to the store across the street and tell the clerk that I was told to go to this store, to which he replied, “Oh~”.

When I asked him what he meant, he told me that he couldn’t buy this painting from someone like you, and that I should go to the other store! He told me that he could not buy this painting from a man like you and that I should go over there.

I was a little puzzled, but I felt that I was in a foreign country! I was a little confused, but I felt that I was in a foreign country!

I got myself together, bought a T-shirt at a surf store, and headed back to the hotel.

Rest in your room and go out to explore the hotel grounds.

It is not as bustling as Oahu, and there are few Japanese, but many families from the U.S. mainland.

It took a lot of courage to enter a restaurant in the hotel by myself, so I went to a place where I could buy a pizza to take room.

We also buy and drink red wine. That’s quite a lot.

The next day we plan to rent a car and go around the island.

When I arrived on the Big Island of Hawaii, I came down the ramp like the Beatles (old) and was told that I could go straight to the island without checking anything.

I wondered if there were any checks, but then I realized that since this was a domestic flight, the checks had already been completed on Oahu! I understood and looked for my baggage.

I asked the staff in broken English where my checked luggage was. He said, “It’s right outside the exit. He told me, “It’s right outside the exit. I ask him in broken English where my checked luggage is, and he says, “It’s right outside the exit. I looked around for my baggage. I looked at the empty exit area and saw that the baggage lane was spinning just outside the exit. So, I guess I was right! I went out the exit and received my baggage safely.

I had arranged for a shared-ride bus, so I look for the bus and am immediately told, “Mr. XXX? That’s right! I was told to wait there for about 30 minutes, and then I was told to get on that bus.

I booked a hotel room at Hilton Waikoloa Village.

After chucking in, the attendant tells you to take the bus or walk to the hotel because the monorail that allows you to move around the hotel is being inspected.

What is this about? and monorail in the hotel? and “monorail”? I said OK and went to find my room.

I see what you mean! I realized as I walked out of the lobby.

The site is so large that the hotel is divided into several buildings, and we have to ride the monorail to move from one hotel to another!

I was under inspection, which meant I had to carry my large luggage with me.

We walk for about 15 minutes and finally reach our room.

The view from the room is so-so.

You can see a golf course from the window.

Take a break and go to the mall that will be on the property.

The bus ride to the mall costs $2.00.

There are supermarkets and brand name stores in Queen’s Market Place.

Maybe we’ll have lunch here!

I will greet those who have helped me in my retirement and take over.

Since I had plenty of paid time, I set an early retirement date.

Clients gave me warm words of encouragement, and I feel that all the work I have done up to this point has not been in vain.

Once you decide to retire, you have to think about what to do next. I have been working so hard and not taking much time off, so I decided to take it easy and go on a trip.

It takes a lot of courage to go alone, but I decided to go to Hawaii as an extension (?) of my business trip. I decided to go to Hawaii via Oahu Island.

I prepared to go to the Big Island of Hawaii via Oahu and adjusted my schedule.

I thought about which flight to take and decided to fly on ANA’s large plane with Honu painted on it.

First, we went to Itami Airport to complete the formalities for Haneda Airport.

When you go through check-in procedures at the reception desk, you are told, “Kuala Lumpur via Haneda! I am told.

Kuala Lumpur? Where? Malaysia?

I repeatedly check my full name, but I am told that it is via Kuala Lumpur. I don’t know what’s going on, but I thought it would be okay, and then the information clerk told me that there was someone with the same name! I was so glad to hear that.

I will be able to go to Oahu and Hawaii via Haneda as planned.

It is a wonder why I thought for a moment that Kuala Lumpur was okay, but it really seemed so at the time.

I arrived at Haneda Airport and had plenty of time to kill before my flight to Oahu.

In the evening, I went to the lounge.🍺

I seem to be the only one.

Everyone is either a family or a couple (of course).

Finally, it is boarding time.

The plane is huge! This time I booked a premium seat, so I am on the second floor.

First and business seats are in the front, and premium seats are in the back.

The first floor is economy and there are some couch seats.

It is better to sleep on the plane, but I was a little excited and watching a movie all the time when the announcement of landing came.

How will I get on a plane to the Big Island of Hawaii next? I am anxious.

Since I am not here on a tour, I have to do all the formalities by myself.

I move to the domestic terminal and get behind a line of people.

A large dog was sniffing for any suspicious items in front of the counter.

I was very nervous, but I passed through the counter without incident, went through boarding procedures, and boarded the plane.