So after days of semi-patient waiting for her particular kind of fun, Miss V was finally rewarded on Saturday. After a leisurely start, we drove down to Honolulu to shop at the Aloha Stadium Swap Meet.
Now, I'm well acclimated to the rain and cold of a Pacific Northwest winter. But "Hawaiian winter" looks and feels a lot like "Northwest summer." Plus I'm diabetic, woefully out of shape and chronically dehydrated. What did this all add up to? Why, the magic of heat exhaustion, my friends! I completed a mere circuit and a half of the swap meet before the dizziness and nausea hit. Gleah. Captain Midnight went forth and picked me up in the rental car, gallantly running the A/C while I panted like a German shepherd and sucked down a bottle of water.
Eventually we dragged Miss V away from the premises. We then embarked on a drive that would take us more or less on a circle route of Oahu. First stop: the island shopping paradise known as Costco.
Yeah, I know, "why Costco, Sooz?" After all, the Costco experience is pretty much the same everywhere you go -- your basic big ol' steel-trussed box fulla economy-sized goodness. But each one carries local products unique to the area, and lemme tell you, I have never seen SO MANY MACADAMIA NUT PRODUCTS in my entire life. Plus they had some Korean barbecue flavored pork jerky for sale. It was pretty much a moral imperative.
(By the way, if you ever get the chance to buy Korean barbecue flavored pork jerky, do it. Seriously choice.)
More driving. Along the route I spotted this sign, which filled my soul with equal measures of poetry and glee:
And burnt the cheezburgers of lolcat fame?
Sweet Ohai, be thou immortal on this blog!
Um. Clearly I'm no Kit Marlowe.
Our next stop?
Captain Midnight and I wandered around outside for a bit to take a look at the grounds. We did not take the Pineapple Express train nor get lost in the world's largest outdoor maze, but we did walk through the exhibition gardens.
ETA: Captain Midnight did his homework and informs me that this is a rainbow eucalyptus.
Having satisfied our lust for all things pineapple, we drove on to Haleiwa where we met up with Brian and Caryn and the kids and had a late lunch at the Grass Skirt Grill. Mmm, grilled ahi plate. Plus I got to steal some bonus fries from Captain Midnight. Forbiddenlicious.
We continued up the North Shore to Laniakea Beach, informally known as Turtle Beach.
I didn't take all that many photos on the beach because I was getting lazy and tired. Rest assured, though, that there were wild chickens on the premises. Then we completed the loop around the top of the island and back down to La'ie on the windward side.
Next: a day of rest means almost no foties. Sorry.