Hawaii: Part Three

2013

Late on our second night in Hawaii, Monty got sick. Really, horribly sick. By morning he felt the worst was over and he was going to be OK, but wanted to take it easy. Austin and I went down to the buffet and then back to the hotel to get ready for the pool. Monty said he'd meet us down there in a bit. 

Austin and I splashed and played and went down the giant slide about a gazillion times. Monty, trooper that he is, rallied and met us down there. He did not look good. Austin was done with the pool, so we headed upstairs for a post pool nap.

When I woke Monty still wasn't feeling good and just wanted to rest. Austin was done being outside and wanted to play Garry's Mod. Since I wasn't needed, I went to go explore the grounds and surrounding areas.

I noticed there weren't a lot of people in the ocean and asked one of the employees at the hotel what that was about.  He told me that there is a strong undercurrent so they recommend that guests not go into the ocean in front of the hotel. No need to say another word. I Shouldn't Be Alive is my favorite show so and getting into an ocean with a strong under current is exactly how you end up on the show.

These kids on surf boards seem to have everything under control, so I sat and watched in amazement at their bravery and talent.

I took a walk along the beach to see how far it went. 

It just kept getting prettier, so I kept walking and stopping to sit and watch and listen to the ocean.

Right here. Oh. My. Gawd! Right here were SEA TURTLES catching waves! They were so big that at first I thought they were sea lions! I plunked my butt down and watched these turtles swimming back and forth for some time until I realized I was getting really hot and probably sunburned.

I thought about going back, but so far this walk got better the further I went, so I kept walking. Isn't this how people end up on I Shouldn't Be Alive?

I was right! More awesomeness awaited further down the beach. I found an abandoned fishing village. Seriously! This is a spot where people set up camp and carved temples into rock so they could pray to the fishing god and they did it between 200 and 600A.D. And I just happened upon it! 

What was only going to be a walk to check out what the hotel had to offer and a visit with the ocean turned into quite an amazing adventure for me. The best kind, wouldn't you say?