Returning the car turns into a pain. Apparently there are servicemen only petrol stations in the USA and I cause a lot of grief and use up all my spare time once I have waited patiently in line to fill the car up only to be sent packing.
Having handed it over to the rental company, I have had enough of Honolulu for one day so rather than heading into town and settling in as planned for a few days I march up to the Hawaiian Airlines ticket desk and ask where their cheapest inter-island ticket will get me.
I’m off to Maui. However I look like a tramp and am still wearing the wet surfshorts I was in the sea with a short time ago. I am getting changed in the line to drop off bags all of which is amusing to me and the other normal passengers.
I have a few hours to kill so go up to the roof of the car park to dry off, shadily drink the couple of beers I have left over and book a hire car. I get treated to the best rainbow yet.
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