The Upham Boys' Adventures: Oh the places I have pumpted...Part II

I was very thankful for my trip to LA that helped me to prepare for a longer trip (with six different flights and a 5 hour time difference) to Hawaii. I wasn't able to get shots of each place like the floor of the handicap stall at the Four Seasons, right before our event or the Hilton spa locker room because I was rushing like crazy to either get back to the event or catch my shuttle to the airport, but alas...the places I have pumped...

First or second flight (DCA-DFW or DFW-LA), not so bad. Had nursed the little guy in the car at the airport, so this was easy. Loving the smaller bag this time too.

Flight #3 (LAX to KOA): the light was out in the bathroom and we had TERRIBLE turbulence over the Pacific. Ugh.

Finally in Hawaii. All set up and getting a late night pump before heading to bed.

Good morning Hawaii! Screen door is open and the warm breeze is blowing in.

Working on the floor of my hotel room. Both of my co-workers were in the room and didn't even noticed I had pumped (the wind was pretty loud). The one pregnant co-worker was pretty impressed.

In my co-workers car while we were out and about running errands. It was SO hot and the black lava rock fields didn't help. My new cooler was getting a work out and started to leak that afternoon.

Another late night pump. Probably a really caffeinated batch (sorry baby) finalizing seating for the event.

In the disgusting backstage bathroom at our venue. All of the crew guys had been using it all day...it was why I moved to the nicer bathroom next to our staff office/meeting room and pumped on the floor.

Gratuitous event shot...

After two and a half days! packed the booty up in the freeze bags for a single stash and easier transport. Worked like a charm. Packed this all up in the cooler with three bags of ice before going out for a little fun with our co-worker who lived there. Ice melted in the cooler in less than three hours. Stash was safe though.

The Honolulu airport before getting on a red-eye to DFW. This seemed luxurious after the hasty pump in the Hilton locker room as I was trying to change before heading out.