Passports, maps & red suitcases

Thom and I just returned from our trip to the Honolulu Passport Agency.

The adventure started out with breakfast at the famous Like Like Drive In. We ate eggs, potatoes and pancakes. We drank orange juice and coffee. I really like the sign they had out front. The sign was the best part.

We checked into our filthy room at the Pagoda Hotel, dropped off the red suitcase and ran out the door to meet up with my superhero friend Wilma and her boyfriend Steel for a nice drive along the coast.

That was day one. 

Day two, we stopped at ʻIolani Palace to pay our respects, only to find that the Hawaiian Kingdom was overthrown by a bunch of greedy businessmen back in 1893.

Consequently, no one was home.

After concluding our passport business with the feds, we took a stroll. We met a young boy along the way who filled us in on current events and told us where to purchase a map of Tokyo.

 


This is the most recent map I could find. It was printed in 1988, but I don't think much has changed in the last 24 years. 


We should have our passports by early next week.

Tokyo, here we come.