After

We had a little time to kill before our flight, so we went back to the brewery for a last couple beers. At the airport, the ticket agent, gate agent, and ramper gave Berck grief about his backpack, but he managed to get them to gate check it for him so he could get it right when he got off the plane in Phoenix. The TSA also wouldn't let us through the flight crew line, so we had to wait with everyone else. Hawaiians definitely have their own sense of time. The plane wasn't going to leave till we all got through security, though. We got a row to ourselves after the woman next to us went back to sit with her husband. We watched a movie on the laptop and then tried to sleep. Our flight left at 11pm and got to Phoenix at 7am. Fortunately, we got on the next flight to Denver with no problem. Then we drove home from Denver in the cold and rain and went to bed around 2 p.m. for a nap.