My west coast brother has informed me that today is "Pretend to be a Time Traveler Day" and my west coast sister-in-law has requested that I 'travel back in time' to revisit my blue Mustang adventure. So here's the whole story. The year was 2007. My daughter-in-law's mother and I became good friends after my son and her daughter married and gifted us with two adorable (naturally) granddaughters. She was divorced and my husband had died in the year just past, so we decided to take a trip together. She was able to take advantage of a time share on O'hau, about 20 miles from Honolulu. I agreed to take care of the car rental for the week. My 'out law' (our term for our relationship) had flown from Phoenix while I had the longer flight from Fort Wayne. She waited for me at the airport, and when I arrived, about 10:00pm, we went to the car rental kiosk where I thought I had a car reserved. They did have my information but informed me that the only car they still had available was a Mustang. We looked at each other, smiled, and agreed that that sounded OK. When we were taken to the car we discovered that it was a beautiful bright blue convertible. We had a wonderful week driving all around the island. I did all the driving since the lease was in my name. I know, such a tough assignment. A lot of the driving was along the coast, such amazing scenery. The only challenging drive was on the morning, still dark, when I drove my out law to her early morning departure flight. Did you know that the major, and only interstate, and yes, that's what they call it, leading to the Honolulu airport is six lanes in each direction? We lived to tell the tale, but, while I would happily go back to Hawaii, I will not make that drive again.
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