We stayed in Kona and had a wonderful, relaxing time. Louisa instantly re-bonded with her Belle Mere (my mom) which was no surprise. The awesome surprise was the love that developed for my dad, her Papa. They walked outside after dinner to find the moon and played silly games together. Such a nice break for me! She also holds a special place in her heart for my grandma, who taught her how to "throw kisses" this summer.
On Saturday I was showered with attention, as if I was going to have a hard time leaving my twenties behind. We went on a short but steep hike to Pololu Valley Beach. Our guide book described it this way: The beach itself is a nice wide expanse of fine black sand surrounded by sheer green cliffs and backed by high dunes dotted with pine trees. Yes, I agree. It was gorgeous.
|A view from the top|
|Giving Nate extra-long arms with the wide-angle lens|
Sunday morning we rented snorkles and saw some beautiful fish and one terrifying eel at Kahaluu Beach Park. My mom and grandparents stayed with a napping Loubear on the beach while I snorkled with Nate...yet another attempt to get over my silly fear of fish. I would say I was at my bravest that day. Sunday afternoon we took a tour of the Kona Brewing Company and sadly learned that all of their bottled beer we had drank was brewed and bottled in Oregon. Apparently they just keg beer at the actual Kona Brewing Company. That wasn't nearly enough for me to finally agree to let Nate start kegging his beer.
Monday, our last full day on the island, started off with a visit to Magic Sands beach, where we hoped to let Lou ride around on a boogie board. Unfortunately the waves were surf-able, so too big for Louisa. Instead, Nate dove around in the waves while Lou dipped her toes in.
|Standing up to the waves|
|Nice of us to bring jackets for ourselves but not for Lou, huh?|
|The crater formed after the last eruption|
|So much fun with Belle Mere and Papa|