
Here I sit. In the airport. Not on the beach. Not in the sun. Not with my feet in the sand. Just here. Exhausted. Aloha means goodbye.
For the past couple weeks I’ve been on vacation. First stop: Los Angeles to see my Dad and where he lives. LA is sweet and I definitely want to go back and spend some more time there. I didn’t even hit the beach while we were there! I’m going back.
Kauai was freaking awesome. Probably the coolest place I’ve ever been. Or hottest. You get it. It’s the perfect temperature. All the time! A ton of humidity, but that cool breeze that feels like you’re in a convertible makes it all better. We spent most of the time on the beach. Or on a beach, because we went to plenty. Fish were really cool. Surfing was really cool.
And family was really cool. I got to see family that I haven’t seen in 3, 4, 5, 6 years. We had about 15 people staying in the pretty average size beach house for a good portion of the week. It was pretty cramped and chaotic, but we handled it.
My Dad and I took a hike towards the end of the trip which was so sweet. It wasn’t that long, but the terrain was real tough. We spent about 6 hours on it. It led us to a sweet secret beach. If we took it out further we would have found a sweet waterfall. I wish we went more.
So now it’s time to head home. I’m actually on the airplane right now heading back to Rochester. If my calculations are correct (I’ve been in 6 different time zones in the last day), I’ve been awake for 28 hours so far. Hm. I should get some sleep sometime. Doubt it. I miss my friends and we want plates tonight! So one more hour (iawfwowrhg my ears just popped. OUCH) and I’ll be home. Home sweet home.
p.s check my facebook album for more pictures I took on the trip!


p.s. Some United airlines guy is sitting next to me. And practically sleeping on me. Anyone have a shovel?










