Day 6: Honolulu, 3

Friday evening's (yesterday) showroom entertainment was ... nearly indescribable. Welsh singer and comic Diane Cousins filled the room to capacity for two shows. We attended the late show.

Cousins appeared virtually alone on stage, with orchestra nearly hidden in the misty background. For nearly an hour, she had us feeling the gamut of awe; between songs, her banter kept us gripping our seats to keep from rolling onto the floor. She touched on home life, show biz, children, elders and nationalities with her twist of in-your-face, smack-dab truth. When ever she sensed that we couldn't take any more comedy, she delivered powerful songs with her powerful voice, during which our tears of laughter became tears of pathos for the sensitivities we all share in matters of love, of loss, or of rebuilding lives.

After her show, Danny and I spent some time with Diane -- yes, we now share a first name basis with her. That time was short but very memorable, and we left her with hope of meeting her again one day.

Well, la-dee-dah. Guess what! Shortly after lunch today, as we headed out to make an afternoon, we did meet up with Diane once again. She was awaiting transportation to the Honolulu airport as we were passing by. We heard, "Well, look. It's Dan and Donn." So, we enjoyed another few minutes of visiting, and we took advantage of the moment to make a photo together.

Some lady.