One and a half weeks in Hawaii seemed much longer than that, which was unexpected. From the moment the plane took off from San Francisco, time immediately slipped into a relaxed pace, packed full to the brim from the time we got up until we went to sleep. It could have been a month or two ago that I was last in Monterey, and I wouldn't be surprised.
Good food, spending most of the day in the water, catching up with friends, getting tanned, exploring new places, soaking up the local culture, more good food, adventure, and almost four gigs of photos taken along the way: this is a synopsis of how the trip was spent.
There is so much stuff I could write about, but for now, I will spend a bit of time digesting my time in Hawaii.
I hope that you asked yourself: "What day is it?" "What time is it?" Numerous times over and over...that's when you know you are on vacation.
Funny thing, I didn't ask those questions much, as I left those concerns at home, with the exception of when I had to get on planes.
Life was dictated by sun up and sun down, as it was intended to be, which was awesome, and hopefully will be something to be appreciated more frequently.