- The plane ride was a long 6 hours. All the girls did well--except for Nohea. I think 16 month olds make the worst travelers. She cried, struggled, tossed, turned, and was generally awful. Here's a picture of Melissa looking excited about the impending flight.
- One of our many goals while in Hawaii is to eat at as many plate lunch places as we can. Currently, the places drawing us to them like a moth to flame are the garlic shrimp trucks. Much like an ice cream truck, the garlic shrimp trucks usually have a big sign with "Shrimp" written in many different languages. So far we've only stopped at the Kahuku Shrimp truck, but it was AWESOME. Here's a picture of the shrimp, followed by a picture of Lilia approving of the shrimp.
- Yesterday we went to Pearl Harbor, which was unforgettable. Afterwards we went to lunch at Kulani's favorite all-you-can eat Asian food: Todai. Near the end of our meal, the waiter spilled a pitcher full of ice-cold water on Melissa's head. She started crying. The waiter felt bad, naturally, and the manager gave Melissa a free T-shirt. Lilia was sad that she didn't get a free shirt. She started "accidently" putting noodles on her shirt and saying, "My shirt's dirty too." We didn't buy her act, and she didn't get a new shirt. Lissy says to Lilia later in the day, "Maybe next time we go, you can have water spilled on your head, then you'll get a free shirt." Way to look at the bright side, Melissa.
- We later stopped in Halaiewa for shaved ice at Matsumoto's. I was hankering for some kona coffee ice cream like I had in Kona last year (the WoWisdom says nothing about eating coffee, just drinking it, right?), so I took whoever wanted ice cream with me to the ice cream store down the street. Their coffee ice cream wasn't so good. At any rate, Melissa and Nohea ordered chocolate ice cream and proceeded to make a chocolate mess, as shown below. Lissy stained her precious free Todai shirt. Before we left for ice cream, I asked Lissy if she was sure she wanted ice cream and not shaved ice. As soon as she saw the pretty shaved ice cups with the multi-colored shaved ice, she of course wanted shaved ice and not ice cream. Ugh.
Tomorrow I'll try to post pictures of our time at the beach, sans pictures of me in a bathing suit. I'll lose all my precious blog readers with that picture.