30,000 feet over the Pacific. It seemed odd to still be in the navy and gray interior of the airplane, the same design as the planes that had delivered Fluffy to and from the cold dampness of Alaska. The colors had matched the scenery there, but seemed dull now in anticipation of bright coral reefs and plumeria trees. Yet as soon as the hula music began projecting softly over the speakers and the flight attendants came down the aisle with complimentary Mai Tais, the Polynesian mood was set. As Maui came into view from under the clouds, Fluffy bounced around in her seat excitedly, shedding excess fur with each hop. She wouldn't need her sea otter-like coat here...although she might have to go shipping for board shorts and a rashguard.
Flying into Kahului, the cane fields shimmered lushly but the earth itself looked dry. Fluffy would soon after learn that the rainy season had been late to arrive this year. She and her friends really didn't mind this. They looked forward to finally having a chance to dry out.
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