My new husband and I had been traveling for 15 hours to get to Honolulu. We'd been married three days, the last two being spent on moving my stuff into his house and divvying through left over bridesmaid gifts. Needless to say, we were a little tired. We were waiting out the hour and a half layover before our last flight to Lihue, Kauai when I got a text from my mom. It read, "Tsunami warning. Find a T.V. NOW." It was a great start to a honeymoon.
I've been in many airports, and I've seen those computer banks set up where you can buy internet time at an exorbitant price. I've often wondered who uses those. If internet access is that important to you, you're probably paying for a monthly service to keep your computer or smart phone connected at all times. If it's not important to you, what could suddenly be so important that you knowingly pay a ridiculously high price to use the internet? I found the answer the day I got that text from my mom.
There were no TV's in our terminal and we couldn't remember seeing any elsewhere. Not only that, but the people who filled our terminal didn't seem to be the least bit concerned about anything, much less a giant wave approaching the island. My husband and I were trying to flee work on our honeymoon, so we didn't have our laptops.
I looked up and saw the computer bank and gave in. We paid the incredibly high price and immediately started searching for information about the tsunami warning. Someone nearby saw what we had searched for and they started looking over our heads. Then someone else found out and started looking over our shoulders. Soon dozens of curious eyes were focused on our computer screen
There was, indeed, a tsunami warning issued because of an earthquake that happened that morning somewhere in the ocean near Australia. The crowd suddenly lost interest. I suppose because Australia is so far away from where we were, most of them found it hard to believe a wave that could do any damage could travel all those hundreds of miles. But my husband and I were a little more paranoid than they were, because we spent the next several minutes researching the highest points of Kauai and how to get there.
Looking back on it now, it was a very stressful way to start a honeymoon: camped out over on old computer, looking out the airport windows onto an ominous paradise, planning the way we would escape death. The trip itself was a wonderful experience and we look back on our time in the Honolulu airport with laughter.