I was kicking myself for not just filling the rental car's tank in Manoa. Not finding a filling station on Lagoon Drive, I used the "Maps" app on my phone to find the nearest station. When I got there, I found out: for military personnel only. By the time I found the Chevron at Moanalua Shopping Center, I should have already been at the airport. So much for trying to be a good citizen by filling up near the airport!
But when I got to the airport, I had no trouble checking my bag because the flight was delayed: about 35 minutes. TSA PreChk made for a less-annoying experience at the checkpoint. My section was the last to be called. On the jetway, a gate agent called out, "Any bags to go, pre-tagged?"
Behind me, the young Japanese father said, "えっ? なんって?" (basically "Huh? What'd she...")
Digging into my latent reservoir, I came up with "お預かり..." --the light of understanding dawned in him--"荷物."
He pulled his bag off the stroller and waved an arm. "Excuse me!"
A few people in front of us chimed in, and we eventually got the agent's attention. "We have a stroller here," I said.
The stroller disappeared, and the young dad gave me his thanks.
A few minutes later, on the plane, he got his wish: a chance to do something to help me. We were almost the last ones on the plane, and I was trying to get my roll-on bag into an overhead bin. The young dad moved some stuff for me and I was able to hoist my bag up and into place. "どうも, お疲れ様" I returned.
I was in 9D, with a Chinese couple seated next to me in 9E-F; 9A was occupied but 9B-C were vacant. I slid into 9C, giving the couple room to spread out, and did a little spreading out myself.
A couple hours later, the beverage cart parked at our row for the third time. The flight attendant was tending to row 11. The lady in 9A was looking up hopefully, so I asked her if she needed anything. "Water," she said, so I watched for an opportunity.
As the flight attendant returned to her cart, I leaned toward her. "When you get a chance," I began.
She stopped and I continued, "...she would like..." and I let 9A speak for herself.
Truly feeling blessed today.