Hawaii: The North Shore

I know I'm getting a little carried away with the Hawaii posts. I can't help myself. Although this blog was started to share info with distant family members, over time it has become more of an on-line scrap book for Jack. Despite my best intentions, I haven't done any scrap booking for my boy so this is my only documentation of his life. Since this was his first vacation, I really want to capture as much as I can. I promise I am almost done.




We rented a car for one day of our trip so we could explore the rest of the island, specifically the north shore. Jack had a sucker and and cartoons, so he was good for the trip!


It was beautiful.

Of course, after the calm beach by our hotel, this was loads of fun for Jack. Huge waves. Strong waves. Big fears about your kid being swept out into the ocean. Jack loved it, but he was difficult to contain, so we had to go. Jack threw a fit. A weird surfer tried to calm him down, but it didn't work. So, we dragged him away and stopped at a calmer beach. Luckily, it was secluded because Jack ditched his shorts when they got wet and I didn't want to go back to the car for his swim suit.

Stuart helped Jack find lots of shells and coral for his collection.



As part of our day trip, we decided to do a "food crawl." (This is what happens when you have little kids. The traditional "pub crawl" is replaced with a food crawl.) We stopped at various food trucks throughout the day to eat. Most of it was yummy. The best was the garlic butter shrimp. Mmmmm.

We even watched as they fished for shrimp while we ate.

Behind this gate is the location where the TV show Lost was filmed.

A few days before we left, we found out you could go on a Lost tour. It included the temple, the polar bear cages, and the plane where Boone died. (If you are not a fan of the show I realize this means nothing to you.) We were disappointed. We weren't about to drag Jack on another 8 hour tour, but had we known, we would have done the Lost tour instead of the island tour. DANG! Since all beaches in Oahu are public, Stuart was tempted to park nearby and try to sneak in from the beach, but we decided against it. Better not to drag your 3 year old with you on a crime.

A sign of a good day? Sandy feet. It doesn't get any better.

Jack had so much fun he wore himself out and slept the last 2 hours in the car.

Although, he didn't look very comfortable.