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Hawaii: Day One

WARNING: SO MANY PICTURES!!!!!!

Yesterday was my first day in Hawaii for the band trip. Well it wasn't much of a day.My group didn't arrive here until six pm, which is 11pm at home. The jet lag wasn't too terrible, though I really have nothing to compare it to since Yellowstone was just an hour or two behind. We left the high school at five in the morning and rode a charter bus down to the Minneapolis Airport. I was dead asleep on during the bus ride. I was so tired! Instead of sleeping that night I went to a yay-we're-going-to-Hawaii-party. It was a good time.



The airport was something new. The last time I was on a plane I was two, so this was pretty interesting!
Some random airport pictures:



I was tired. Don't judge me.

This made me think of Sergeant Nelson and I found incredibly funny

Sara and I duking it out in checkers

They have Ipads at the airport for use!!


Then came the plane ride. I was so excited because I got window seat! Though I freaked my mom out, when I called her. She told me to call her before we took off and so I did. Well, I was about to hang up when she told me to have fun. I guess she didn't like that I replied with "I will, unless the plane crashes and hung up.

She didn't exactly know I was taking that picture...


And those are my roommates

Did I mention that I hate heights?





















We had a layover at the L.A.X airport, and then we were off to Hawaii! It was a five hour flight and for the last two hours Sara Vienna and I played Spot It.






I found this to be kinda neat



We were so bored



HAWAII!! 
One last look at our plane

Ya, we're still at the airport



That's a pretty sweet tree!




The bus ride to our hotel:






Would you believe the gas prices?!




Right after we got to the hotel we left and walked to dinner. The hotel by the way is open. The entire first floor is just open there's no walls. But you can't get to the other floors unless you have a key. Dinner:

Proof that he wears shorts!



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