So I'm IN Oahu.

But definitely NOT on Oahu time. It is just beginning to get light outside and I've been awake forever. Literally. Forever.

I have a story for you. This story begins, "I'm fine. Everbody's fine. Nobody got hurt."

I'm in Little Pacific NW Town, on the plane. We're waiting to take off. In fact, the doors to the plane aren't shut yet, but most everybody has found their seats. I'm in the back with a group of very chatty, social people. {You work with juvenile delinquints? I work with juvenile delinquints!"}

But in a flurry of activity, the 2 flight attendants rush to front and back of the plane, slam the doors shut and lock them. I look to my left and see a Very Big Man being wrestled to the ground and handcuffed by TSA, City PD and the County Sheriff's Office. They've surrounded him and there's a shotgun pointed at him.

Our flight was delayed.

After they had escorted him away, the pilot got on the loudspeaker and informed us that the Very Big Man had escaped from a locked mental health facility, broken through the glass airport windows and was making a mad dash for the plane.

Other than that, it was an uneventful trip. ;)

Cheryl and I are making good use of our time. Today is starting out to be a beautiful day ... so it might be surf lesson day ...

3 comments

  1. Sarah on November 5, 2008 at 2:38 PM

    It's just that little bit of excitement that will make the relaxation of Hawaii even that much more perfect. Enjoy! You deserve it.

     
  2. meg on November 5, 2008 at 8:16 PM

    O. M. Goodness!

     
  3. Sarah's Blog on November 7, 2008 at 2:41 AM

    soooo... where's the pic of this gigantic individual?
    This is such a crazy AWESOME story though. Thanks for sharing!

     


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