|Posted on August 30, 2015 at 4:45 AM|
I spent most of last year planning my niece's wedding. She is an amazing young woman and it was a magical day. She's so beautiful--you might think I'm biased, but she really is. And a month after that, my husband and I FINALLY went on our honeymoon. The most amazing vacation of my entire life. We spent two weeks island hopping in Hawaii. We hiked the rainforest and the crater rim at Kilauea, we star gazed on the summit of Mauna Kea, stood against the mighty Pacific at South Point, photographed surfing green turtles at Punalu'u, and had fresh Farm Direct OMGs amazing Kona Coffee. Then we visited the royal palace, Pearl Harbor, Kualoa (you might have seen the ranch in a little movie called Jurassic World), Honolulu, North Shore, Dole Plantation, The Polynesian Cultural Center and Waikiki. And finally, Kauai. We took THE TOUR from Island Helicopters (Jurassic Falls, I was in you), toured the National Botanical Garden, tubed down a mountain through an old sugar plantation--where I bashed my head on a rock... twice, and spent most of a day at Smith's. I felt like I was home. I even loved the poi--its good with Smith's kalua pork. Just hook me up an iv of rum punch and leave me there. Our last day, we went to Hanalei Bay and the Kilauea Village lighthouse. And we followed it all up with the most amazing afternoon in the resort spa. The night we got home (after an accidental 6 hour layover in Maui and a 15 hour flight) I forced hubs to go to the 10 pm opening night of Jurassic World IMAX 3D Experience--to max out my orgasm quota for the year. I slept for two days. Then I was depressed and wanted to die for a month because I missed Hawaii so much. I mean it-think con crash x all 12 doctors. I got a Universal annual pass and have been slowly willing myself to live my old life. I took 18 GB of photos. It took me a month and a half to sort them.