Drinking in Hawaii comes with a language lesson. The Kona beer caps have WORDS and their HAWAIIAN COUNTERPART on them. Check this out:
Hulo! Pau moana kamau! Akamai ono ohana!
Which means (obviously), "Hooray! All done ocean! Cheers clever, delicious family!" I keep searching for the beer caps with verbs and/or prepositions on them but so far not much luck.
The other good news is that I have found a replacement animal to obsess over while we are away from the geese family. Sea turtles are the new water fowl. I love them. And I have big plans to swim with them and/or photograph them drinking Hawaiian beer.
Speaking of liquid, I love the ocean. I mean, everyone, at least a little bit, loves the ocean. Even if it is just the idea of all those repetitious waves. But while on this trip, I have found that I am in love with it. I love to swim in it. Something about how it makes me feel a lot like a surfer is really fantastic. And I do not even mind that I have water in my ear. Or that I constantly knock myself in the head trying to remove said water.
Overall – absolutely fabulous vacation so far. My skin is developing what I would like to call pigmentation and my hair is doing its part to personally fight in the war against humidity. Seriously, this trip has been all about good food, good views and good people. Excellent. "Hulo!"
(Quick prize for those that read until the end of this jumbled post: Charlie Bit Me. Please watch this. And then watch it about 15 more times. I promise after that you will be on the floor laughing/scouring amazon.com for a British speaking child on sale. …and PS, there are none: I checked.)
enJOY it 
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