We bid farewell to our friends and family in Hawaii and boarded the United Airlines Boeing 767 at the Kona International Airport (I love the Kona Airport because they don't use jet-ways and actually pull the stairs right up to the jumbo-jets. What says Aloha more than getting off of your 10 hour flight from snowy Chicago and greeted by the sun and warmth of paradise?) and flew 5 hours to San Francisco.
Upon arrival, we were greeted by cold winter weather and the rain. This was the reality of returning to the real world, because for close to two years, we had followed the summer from the northern hemisphere to the south and then back up again. Thankfully, San Francisco's winter isn't nearly as harsh as most other parts of the country.
Without jobs or a home, my brother kindly took us in until we were able to find a home to call our own. It took us about 2 weeks before we stumbled upon the apartment of our dreams. Located not far from my brother and our other friends in the city, Gavin and I signed a lease and moved our few posessions into our new home.
With much pleasure and a lot of excitment, I am ready to begin the next chapter in my life. Wish me luck!
Aloha Hawaii! Until we meet again.
The naked bedroom. I love the hard-wood floors and bay window!
The bathroom with claw-footed tub.
The rug (bought over the internets) in the living room.
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