Yesterday I was remembering some fun times with you. Specifically our trips.
Do you remember Hawaii?
Our huge car?
The massive amount of humidity?
The red dirt when we drove through all of those trees and to the edge of the ocean?
The little lizards and birds that would come into our condo? (Maybe you are the bird whisperer!)
The yummy restaurant over little pools of water?
Snorkeling with that big turtle on our beach.
Our own private beach? (well, semi, there was a busy road and there were some surfers)
Snorkeling out in the ocean where it was so deep?
Seeing the coast from the ocean and from the mountain?
The dolphins and the Hawaiian mullet?
The cool American tour guide who was a surfer bum and couldn't ever leave back to the mainland?
Wanting to go into the caves but the water was too high and rough?
The awesome helicopter ride? Best roller coaster I've ever been on.
The wettest place on earth because of the rainfall?
All the chickens?
The luau and yummy food there.
Your awesome dance?
Loosing our luggage, or was it just mine?
Sleeping with the doors wide open?
timeshares? ha!
The beached seal and it's massive amount of protection.
The Hawaiian grand canyon and how we didn't know there would be any hiking?
Having to go home...sad.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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