3rd 2001 Travel day.Things started out normal. I got up early to get ready for the flight. Arrived at the Rochester international airport an hour early to confirm my flights and check my baggage. While I was at the check in counter the desk worker got a call informing him that my plane was still in Syracuse with a mechanical problem and that it would not be making its flight today. Fortunately I was at the airport early enough to catch another flight on a different airline. Due to the problems with the plane I was even up graded to first class for one leg of my trip. After the first leg of my plane took off every thing went pretty smoothly. The first leg took me to Philadelphia; the next leg took me from to Philly to Los Angeles international. The view from the plane window looking down on LA was completely unbelievable. The city was bigger than I could have ever really imagined. Just the vast amount of area that the city covered was the largest concentration of cement and pavement I have ever seen in one place. Then the airport for LAX was just not one building with many terminals; it was five different buildings each of which were a complete with the airplane boarding terminals and many stores you would expect to find in a shopping mall. I was even stopped by a Hindu monk and now have a book called the Quest for Enlightenment. The flight from LAX to the Honolulu airport was a very long flight and I was getting kind of tired with the mess when we were nearing the end of the flight. I had been awake since about 5:30am in New York. The only reason that I wasn’t feeling tired was that the sun was still out and as long as that were true my body would adjust to it and keep me full of energy and awake. But that all changed when we were nearing Honolulu. As the sun was beginning to set I could feel my brain wanting to shut down. But I couldn’t yet I still had one more quick-hop from Honolulu to the airport in M...
