Be Our Guide

Be Our Guide

The Adventures of Micah and Lizzie continue. We had some errands to run down in town today, and afterwards we went to a little TNT (Leukemia & Lymphoma Society’s Team in Training) Christmas/End of Honolulu Marathon Party. The party started at 5:30, but we didn’t finish with our errands until almost 6:00, so we were running a little bit late. No surprise there. Even when we plan for bad traffic we end up being late because we didn’t plan for there not to be any Eastbound on-ramps to the freeway. And then there was the tricky little part about us forgetting to bring the actual address of the place we were trying to go. A slight miscommunication on our part. Let me assure you it will not happen again.


But there we were, 45 minutes late, heading in the right direction but not really knowing where we were going. Then, off to the left, we see a car with a TNT license plate frame. A twist of fate? We decide it must be. For the next 20 minutes we tail this car as closely as we dare. And, just as we suspected, when we got to the general vicinity of the party they started to slow down and look at addresses. They missed the turn-off once or twice, and we were pretty sure we were scaring them by following them so closely, but they were our only hope of getting to the party. It was quite miraculous if you ask me. Oahu’s southside is not a small place, and the chances of us seeing that license plate frame right then were quite slim indeed. The chances of them actually going to the same place we were? Even slimmer. When we pulled in we found that the driver was our friend Gail, and she hadn’t even noticed the creepy couple in the maroon Passat in her rearview mirror.

We had a great time at the party and realized that we are going to miss the TNT crowd a lot when we leave here. Good thing they have chapters all over the US. You can bet we’ll be keeping our eyes out for them.

3 thoughts on “Be Our Guide

  1. Great Story. If we only knew how closely we were being tracked, I wonder how differently we would live.

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