Het vliegveld in Kona ligt compleet in de buitenlucht. Ik vlieg vanaf hier weer terug naar Honolulu waar mijn vliegtuig naar LA vertrekt. Na vijf maanden zie ik daar mijn lieve vader weer die in Cali twee weken met mij mee zal reizen. San Fran, Yosemite, Disney – het staat allemaal op de planning en…

San Diego (Spanish for Saint Dedicus) is the eighth biggest American city and as expected very Mexican orientated. We find that in the radio stations, the food, the inhabitants and the old city, a very nice area that seems to exist of only Cantinas and Haciendas. We stay at the Kona Kai Hotel. When we…

As the distance from San Francisco increases the temperature is rising. From a chilly 15 degrees the digital display climbs to 30 C when we arrive in the mountains to Yosemite. Suddenly the road gets more narrow and we start climbing and climbing. At a certain moment everything is green around us, nature is still…

Monterey is a beautiful city with a famous Fisherman’s Warf. In the harbour we see sea lions swimming. With their heads just above the surface they look in a challenging way. After checking the Warf we find an old piano at one of the characteristic wooden docks. The instrument sounds like a Honky-Tonk piano quite…

For 10 seconds it is dark and silent on board. The plane has not moved for 1 hour since the doors of the 747 closed. The captain has just reset the electrical system for the third time and to everybody’s relief the radio shouts we finally have a go. I send a last text message…