Aloha Oe, My Dear Hawaii

As promised, here are some photos from my family's trip to Hawaii this past March. I know, I know, these are coming really late in the game, but they are finally here, nonetheless.

I flew separately from my family to Hawaii, since it didn't really make sense to drive to Cedar Rapids, then fly to Chicago before flying to the Island. Adam picked me up at the airport, and I marveled at the full rainbow between the mountains. It was as if the Island of Oahu was welcoming me personally... Once we got settled in, we did some grocery shopping with Adam at the commissary, since we had a full kitchen in our hotel room, and we went out and took a walk on Waikiki beach later that evening.

Our next day, we scheduled our guided tours for the upcoming week, then took a trip to Hilo Hattie's, a huge store with all kinds of Hawaiian souvenirs and goods. Hilo Hattie's has, in their lobby, the world's largest Hawaiian shirt, a 400XL.


Dad really enjoyed this shopping trip after we had been there for a couple hours.


The next day, Sunday, my dad surprised my mom, informing her that they would be renewing their wedding vows in Turtle Bay, where they honeymooned nearly 20 years ago. (Dad and I had been scheming for months secretly to set this up.) We visited New Hope Church, then visited Adam's base at Palm Circle (he is really roughing it being stationed in Hawaii).


After our visit, we then headed for the north shore. On the way there, we stopped at a restaurant my parents ate at while on their honeymoon, Jamieson's By the Sea. SUCH great seafood.


The ceremony, led by Ron Valencia - a pastor who my parents met on their first visit to the island.

At Turtle Bay, during the ceremony. I love the look on my mom's face.


Family photo op - look for this one in the Christmas card, people.



The next day, we headed off bright and early for Hanauma Bay, a collapsed volcano-turned coral reef. It was our first time snorkeling, and we all had to learn the hard way how far down you CAN'T go before your snorkel fills up with salt water. It was an amazing experience. The snorkeling, not the inhaling seawater.


Hanauma Bay


That afternoon, after returning from the bay, Sam, Jacob and I headed down to Waikiki again (a grueling 4-5 block trek) and relaxed by the shore. Thanks to Sam for making Jacob into a sand woman, anatomically complete. Classy.


An acquired friend, we built lots of sand castles and sand carwashes and sand jacuzi's together.


I just couldn't get enough of the beach... consider me a natural beach bum.


The next day was a busy one for us, we headed via tour bus to Pearl Harbor and were taken to the Arizona Memorial which rests on top of the actual ship sunk during the attack. It was sombering to be there, standing on top of a ship that became a permanent tomb for so many sailors, seeing the oil surface that still seeps up from within the ship.


Next stop was a guided tour of the battleship Missouri. This thing was gigantic, and amazing. Our tour guide was really great.


The next day was our big trip to the Polynesian Cultural Center, where Polynesian customs, dances, etc. are demonstrated throughout the day. On the way there, we saw a sign for a "scenic point," and after getting out of the car, came to realize just what "scenic" really meant - a fascinating maze of lava formations stretching out into the water. We went exploring.

Mom included in the photo to give you a sense of scale...




We were hungry after all that exploring, so we decided to try out a Hawaiian McDonald's.


We actually didn't try the platters, but we DID all have Haupia pie. And oh, was it amazing.


More scenes along the way...



At the Polynesiah cultural center







She was really excited about getting to try that Luau food.


After the night show



And fun was had by all...


I hated to leave Hawaii, but if there's anything I can do about it, this will NOT be my last visit. Hope you enjoyed the photos!

Can You Hear me Now?

Just a quick note to let anyone reading this know that my cell phone is dead. I dropped it, and it has bitten the dust. Permanently. And in my new place, there is no land line, so I am unreachable, except by email and other online messaging methods, until I get a new phone. Blah.

Coming soon... (tomorrow?)... Hawaii photos!

Since this is a photo blog...

I've begun to realize my "shutterblog" has taken on a non-photographic form lately, mostly due to a crazy schedule and a lack of internet connection at my new apartment. While I'm here at Panera downtown, I thought I would upload some new pics, and hopefully continue this at least once per week. There's a LOT of work I've done lately that I haven't put up.

Tonight's photos are of Jen and Steve's engagement shoot, I will be shooting their wedding later this year. They are a very laid-back couple, and a lot of fun!










And just so you know, this one was NOT really my idea, but once Jen had mentioned it, I forced them to let me shoot it. :-)



Coming up next... the long-overdue Hawaii vacation pics

Home, sweet home.

This is the last blog I will ever write from room 1818A in the University Center. I am moved out! My room is very bare and I check out in the morning, then will head to my new short-term home in Wrigleyville (Go Cubs!) This move has been a very stressful one for me. I didn't really pack much before a couple days ago, and, well, you never realize how much STUFF you have until you have to pack it into boxes.

I have too much stuff. I'm not kidding, it barely fit in two car trips, and that's after sharing a closet of one of my 18th floor residents who is living at the UC over the summer.

This summer's goal: DOWNSIZING, and not buying more household objects or clothing. Except for maybe a wedding dress, that doesn't count.

I bravely faced the rainy weather this morning when I took a carload up to my new apartment by myself (since Josiah was at work.) I unpacked that baby in 35 minutes with no help, I was so proud. I figured, "I don't even have another load that size, this will be easy!" Then I went to my internship and wore my little body out, then I went to class and wore my little brain out, then Josiah drove my car to the UC so I could pack up the rest of my belongings.

The freak-out began.

TVs, surround sound, DVDs, dishes, blankets, photographic lighting equipment, pillows, random desk accessories, a scanner/printer and toiletries take up a little more room than you would expect. And nothing is ever made better by a heavy box whose bottom gives out on the sidewalk. Outside in the loading dock, I reached a meltdown point, thank goodness Josiah was there.

There are many good reasons why I will marry this man. Tonight he reminded me of his true love for me... when I reached the point of tears he held me and comforted me, telling me that he had been praying while I was up in the room, and that we WERE going to get all the stuff in the car, though it really seemed impossible, and that he wasn't going to leave me until I was moved in and safe at home. He cancelled work in the morning with his boss, and held my face in his hands and told me MANY times as I cried how he loves me. He carried all my heavy boxes while I carried lightweight items up the stairs, and would not stand for me telling him how bad I felt that he had to give up his sleeping hours to help me move. I can only hope that with God's guidance, I can love Josiah like he loves me, that I can be the wife he deserves.

I love you, babe.