September 17/18, 2012
It’s Sunday in American Samoa but Monday in Western Samoa. Our return flight to Apia is on the 18th in Western Samoa… no, in American Samoa. That’s Sunday here, but Monday there. Western Samoa decided they didn’t like the placement of the international date line and last year they moved it so they could be on the same day as New Zealand.
Where are the ticket agents? Where do we check in? Knock, knock. No answer. Next door. Knock knock. No answer. We hear the 10:30 AM flight’s been canceled. The next flight is 2:30 PM. Are we on it?
Finally, we find someone. He takes our confirmation number and goes away for a long time. When he comes back, he’s reluctant to point out that I booked our flight for tomorrow, not today. That would be Monday here, Tuesday in Apia. Oh well, I guess we’ll have to stay in this paradise another day. Darn.
When we get back to our boat in Apia tomorrow, we’ll have to hustle. We need to get laundry done, grocery shop for the three day passage to Tonga, check out of the port, change the engine oil and probably do 20 other things I can’t think of right now. Oh, the relaxing cruising life! -Rich
