Highlights of the trip: Kaua'i. Really, really beautiful. I have been to three of the islands, and they are all different. My sister, who has been to all that you are allowed to go to (two are off-limits) said that many people compare it to different children in the same family; you love them all equally, but for very different reasons. Anyway, we stayed in Hanalei, the last tiny town before the Na'pali coastline. Every day we took Flipper to the beach where the woman in South Pacific washed that guy out of her hair. And, I think, her life. The beach there was perfect. And, apparently, quite dangerous. Actually ALL the beaches in Hawaii are sketchy, most have warnings (especially on Kaua'i) and it is an ocean you can never ever turn your back on.Morning in Honalei.
Pools in lava rock near Princeville, on Kaua'i. Spent 3 hours clambering around the rocks, jumping in and out of the pools. They are very deep and very clear, most have fish and sea urchins living in them. Flipper was thrilled to observe these living aquariums.
Lumaha'i Beach. Film location of South Pacific.
The next perfect place: Hana. A tiny tiny town on the east coast of Maui, very remote, very beautiful. When we travel we stay in small rentals in people's houses instead of resorts or hotels. I encourage this because you often end up in a neighborhood, part of the town, and get a better feel for what it is like to live somewhere, and not just visit. So, for your viewing pleasure, some pictures. And a fantastic high school sign as well.
Heavenly Hana. The small island in the background is Ulu'a Island, and, interestingly, it has several palm trees on top pf it. How did they get there?I think this is Wainapanapa State Park. Rugged, wild coastline. Much of Hawaii's coastline looks like this, not long, white sandy beaches.
We found a ripe coconut near a beach, dropped a large-ish rock on it multiple times to split it open...and then ate it.
And one school.
Last highlight/best meal: Mama's Fish House in Pa'ia. STUNNING. Incredible. This thing you see below? THAT WAS MY DESSERT!! It is called "The Tahitian Pearl". After eating there, I didn't eat again for close to 24 hours. Even my sister "put away the groceries", as my father would say.
Flipper cried the whole way to the airport. The trip home was exhausting beyond belief, and we arrived home at 6:30 p.m., went to sleep at 9...and Flipper woke up (after much prodding) at 11:45 the next morning. 15+ hours!!!