Beth and I visited many beaches - white sand, black sand, green sand. We played in some really rough waves and took many tumbles in the surf. On one of those tumbles, I lost my prescription sunglasses and enlisted the aid of Strange Men Wearing Goggles. Much to my surprise, the glasses were found! We dumped an amazing amount of sand out of our suits after that adventure. Three days later, I was still digging sand out of my bellybutton.
We saw turtles. LOTS of turtles.
We watched foolish young people jump 50 feet off the old pier at South Point. We were not the LEAST bit tempted to try it ourselves. The wind must have been 50 miles an hour that day. We returned with much dust in our eyes and ears.
We walked a few miles along the old fish ponds - sometimes on sand and sometimes on sharp lava. Along the way, we debated over the need for the "No Nudity" signs that we saw along this path.
We went to the Kona Cultural Festival at Keauhou and tasted many local coffees, ate mystery food, and rubbed elbows with a packed crowd.
We had the mandatory shave ice on Ali'i Drive. Beth insists that this giant pile of sweetened ice before her is only a "medium".
It was the total tourist adventure.
Aloha y'all!
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