Pacific Aviation Museum

Taking a ride over the Pearl Harbor bridge, upon which our bus driver cautioned that camera use is strictly verboten, the singular me stepped off the bus at the Pacific Aviation Museum. I was invited to sit and wait for the introductory film inside a large theater, and would have been the only audience member except for a French couple who entered at the last moment. After the film, mostly a rehash of what I saw at the USS Arizona memorial only without as much authenticism. Afterward I met my tour guide Fred, who led me on a personable history lesson through the exhibits, including a huge floor map of the Pacific region upon which he narrated key battle points. We parted ways amicably at the end of the tour and I went back through to read a few of the descriptions in greater depth and take some more photos.

Now I am eating a quick lunch at the museum diner before I meet the tour bus again.