We were held up by technical difficulties...Far Guys oxygen needed 10 batteries instead of 9 ( different airlines and different rules)we finally just used his oxygen as a carry on but needed a Doctors statement to carry it onboard. Luckily Jen has a friend who helped us out with that paperwork. TSA had to go over Far Guy with a fine tooth comb because he also has a port in his chest.
We missed the boarding of our flight by 4 minutes, it was still at the gate, but they would not open the doors. Jen cried. Andy was very angry, the rest of us figured it might be a sign to go home. Jen was determined to find a way.
We caught a later flight to Phoenix and then to Los Angeles where we spent the night, the next morning we caught our flight to Kona on the big island of Hawaii.
I arrived wearing a flannel shirt...boy was it warm.
To be continued...