We're back at last from Oahu...5 fabulous days on Waikiki.
Matt was extremely good on the plane both ways and had a better time than, well, most people on the island. He befriended people on the beach, said hi to everyone in the elevators, shook hands with the waiters and stopped at every waterfall and pond (of which there are many in Honolulu. Trust me).
It's just so weird to Northwesterners to be able to go into the ocean, day or night, and be at no risk of hypothermia, riptides, undertow, rolling driftwood, horses, dogs, etc. Hey, this could catch on!!
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