Bellows AFS, where we are staying, is on the east side of the island, which means every morning we are treated to a spectacular sunrise.
Mum and Dad offered to watch the three older kids for us so that Handyman and I (and baby Ella, of course) could get away for a few hours.
Our sort of "dates" don't always involve candlelight and romantic dinners.
To be fair, Handyman did try to talk me out of attempting this climb, but I was
The online description of the Koko Head Trail said it was less than a mile long. "How bad could it be?" I thought.
Heh. A mile straight up.
I am so thankful for my extremely patient hubby, who never complained at my snail's pace and who walked in front of me all the way down in case I slipped.
(Hee hee, I like this picture because I look the same height as Handyman.)
On the way home from our hike Handyman noticed a local guy blowing leaves. He was wearing the same sort of clothes Handyman wears at home - when the weather is 10 degrees!
I guess it's all a matter of perspective.