It would be a glorious vacation.  Jeremiah had been planning it for months, and really needed a break from the routine of go-to-work-go-home syndrome he had fallen into for the past several years.  He thought warm thoughts as the later parts of winter still surrounded him in the Midwestern US, the chill frightful to his physique, it made him wonder why he had remained there after the death of his wife, but he knew that fear of change was the largest part of that and simply made plans to vacation in Hawaii for two or three weeks, depending on just how long the money held out.<br/><br/>The day approached and he packed a suitcase, being sure to pack swim trunks and plenty of sun block, even though dark skinned, he could recall his first visit to the islands and how it would affect his skin, especially since he was now much older and prone to the suns rays more than before.  He clocked out at noon on his last day of work before departure and drove straight to the airport, parked his truck in the long term parking garage and headed to the terminal for check in.  He arrived almost two hours before the plane was due to take off; but figured better early than not able to make it on with the new regulations that had been imposed on air travel.  His flight would take a path from Tulsa to Salt Lake City and then on to SeaTac in Seattle before crossing the pacific to the islands.  All went uneventfully, he boarded on time, and the flight miraculously took off at the appointed hour, to the minute.  The first leg was a bit crowded but he managed to strike up a conversation with a nice elderly lady who was on her way to visit her grandkids in Utah, and enjoyed her perspective on the events of the world today, older folks that still have their faculties are so wonderful he thought to himself as she jabbered on and on, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the things she expounded on so eloquently.<br/><br/>On the next leg of the journey he found himself seated with a lovely young lady, who was very friendly with the “older guy”, which happened to be Jeremiah himself.  She had a totally different perspective on today’s world, wanting everything to fill her needs immediately.  He was very pleased at her flirtatious nature, but wouldn’t have dreamed of offering himself to her, at least not unless she too were on her way to Oahu, in which case he would have been more than glad to serve as a guide and even more if she had a need.  But, alas, that was not meant to be and she got off in Seattle to meet with her girlfriend - lover and that as it is said is the rest of that story.<br/><br/>The flight across the ocean was also uneventful, children were playing in the aisles, parents speaking in frustrated voices to calm them, the younger adults either reading or watching the in flight movie, and Jeremiah sat working on his laptop oblivious to the world around him.  He had decided to write a tale of the adventure, and left nothing to the imagination, even down to the lush blonde bisexual who had flirted with him on the previous leg of the journey.  In his version however, she had not only flirted, but accommodated his sexual fantasy and joined him in becoming a member in wondrous standing of the mile high club.  He had a way of taking simple facts of real life and twisting them into perverse erotic adventures and delighted in doing just that.<br/><br/>After fifteen hours of either flight or waiting for the departure on the next leg of the journey Jeremiah landed at Honolulu International Airport.  When his row was allowed to disembark he rose and stretched the kinks from his travel weary muscles and walked silently to the gangway of the terminal.  As he got inside he noted that things had changed a lot in the years since he lived there, the airport was now huge, though the vegetation still adorned each nook and cranny with multicolored flora and palm trees, it was impersonal feeling.  Where before a bevy of young Hawaiian beauties would greet each plane with an eager peck on the cheek and a lei to be hung around the passenger’s neck, now they were being sold by equally attractive young women for an ungodly price, and nary a thought of any personal welcoming smooch.  Jeremiah walked up the gangway towards the baggage claim, rather disappointed in the reception, but not disheartened, he was going to enjoy the peace and tranquility of the islands, no matter what.  His bag arrived about twenty minutes later and he took it, checked it through the security gate and went to the car rental facility he had arranged a car with.  They were very friendly, but at about $150 a day, they darned well should be, so he told them he’d only need the car for two days and figured he would take the shuttle from the hotel on his return, but did so want to see the sights he remembered so vividly from years before.<br/><br/>He got his bag into the trunk of the midsized car and found his way out of the lot and on the final leg of the journey for today, one that led him past Waikiki and through the downtown district, which seemed much the same except that the buildings were taller somehow, and then on past Pearl Harbor’s Gate, Tripler Army Medical hospital and ever onward to the north shore where the chosen hotel was located but a few miles past Wiamea Bay.  At last his travels were done for the day, and he parked the car and walked into the hotel nestled neatly between the championship golf courses and the ocean on the far northern tip of Oahu.  He set his bag in front of the counter and was greeted by a rather overtly friendly male desk clerk, who seemed to be very much out of the closet with his persuasions, but that was not a problem, for Jeremiah was open minded, though he himself was very definitely heterosexual.  The clerk ran his card and set him up with an ocean view room on the 5th floor, one which coincidentally set directly above the pool as well and came fully equipped with a private Jacuzzi and ‘rain forest’ shower.  A porter was Johnny –on-the-spot when it came time to go to the elevator, but Jeremiah declined, having only the one suitcase and a travel bag to tote, he figured that would be a twenty dollar bill best spent in other ways.<br/>