(8) The skies which lead me to Honolulu

To get to Honolulu from Brazil (I believe from anywhere in the world) is by nature a long journey. Almost 36 hours after I left home, I am about to reach Honolulu. These are the skies of the last of the long flights I had to face. Frist, Salvador-Miami, then Miami-LA, and, finally LA-Honolulu, this last one almost six hours literally flying over water and the clouds. Compared to Salvador, I will be 7 hours behind in the time zone. The skies look so soft and this was the sunset that, probably, I would believe, was welcoming me in this new journey. Even for someone like me with a certain number of years of experience, to just venture in a sort of adventura like this after a... let's say... established life, is not easy. But let's also say that we are moved by challenges, and goals, real and focused goals which make us create and take opportunities that will teach us lessons for life. In a few hours, I descend in Oahu, Honolulu, and this lovely city will be my home for the next 4 and a half months. Who knows we definitely fall in love with each other? Time will tell... I'm sleepy...