Sometimes living in Hawaii I feel like I am living in another country. When I flew into Hololulu for work this week, I passed a Starbucks at the air port that was advertising pumpkin lattes. Let me tell you how much I LOVE pumpkin lattes. We didn't have time to stop so I figured I would just stop by one of the many stores in the city.
The first store we went to didn't have pumpkin lattes, neither did the third, forth or fifth store. I was noticing a patter so I asked the fifth store about it. Come to find out all the Starbucks here are franchise stores, except the stores in the air ports and at Barnes and Nobel.
My next mission was to find a Barnes and Nobel. At this point it was do or die. We were on a mission to find the drink. I began calling around to find the nearest B and N to see if they indeed had the pumpkin lattes. After many calls I finally found one store that had my pumpkin late, so we jumped in the car to get our lattes.
This makes me scared. Will Starbucks here have the ginger bread lattes for the winter time or will it be another hunt to get my favorite seasonal drink? I bring this up because these little things make me remember that I am not on the main land any more, but then I step outside in the 80 degree weather and say I can sacrifice my pumpkin lattes for the palm trees, at least for now.