A sea turtle was on the sand, roped off so that we tourists wouldn't trip over it.
A monk seal was lounging on the rocks.
Shave ice was the perfect conclusion to the day. The boys are now total fans of sarongs: towel, skirt, blanket, pillow, hood, whatever you need all in one soft piece of brightly colored fabric.
The only downside was that we underestimated the sun. Dad and Aaron were well protected, but Dale, Jordan, and I were not sunscreened enough, and spent a lot of time in the water, and after four hours of midday Hawaiian rays, were totally scorched. Jordan had it the worst and had to spend the evening draped with cold wet towels. Poor guy. I was hoping the experience would make him less resistant to applying sunscreen, but no: he still fights it every step of the way. Sigh.
1 comment:
Love the pictures. Say hi to your dad for me if you think of it!
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