I’m headed to Honolulu, Hawaii on Monday morning for a little vacation. This will be my third time to Honolulu. The last time I was there in 2008 I went for a close friend’s wedding. He actually got divorced about thirteen months later but that’s ok because he’s married to another woman now.
Anyways, before I go off on a tangent, I’ve enjoyed both my previous visits to Hawaii. I’ve had nothing but sunny and warm weather as fond memories. I assumed it would be the same for this trip when I checked the weather forecast this weekend. I arrive on Monday and leave on Saturday. As you can see, those are the only sunny days for the duration of my trip. I get to Honolulu with half the day gone already and by the time I get to the hotel, I’ll have maybe two hours before the sun goes down. My flight out of Honolulu leaves around noon, so I won’t have much time to enjoy the sun that day either. All the days in between are going to be cloudy at best and rainy at worst.
Of course, this type of luck is very typical for me. I’ve had similar situations where luck, or the lack thereof, fails to smile upon me. Oh well, there is nothing I can do about the weather. Maybe I’ll just stuff my face with roast pig all week.