
No, that's not them. That's a crab we saw while at Turtle Bay with Darcy and Cris, our former housemates, best friends, and Sophie and Daniel's godparents. They were in town for a whole week - Darcy was on his way back from a missions conference in Thailand and Cris on the second leg of a vacation that started in Seattle. We took them everywhere . . . and fed them everything. We're all on a diet now. (We didn't see any turtles at Turtle Bay - that's what the crab is doing here. He's a placeholder.)

On Friday, we hiked the Makapu'u trail, on the southern Windward Coast. (It's name reminds me of "maka pia pia," the Hawaiian word for eye boogers.) Sophie was having a great hair day.

The view from the top.

Saturday morning we went to the Farmer's Market at Kapiolani Community College. Daniel got a strawberry mochi. You can't tell from his face, but he liked it.


Saturday night we went to see DeShannon play with his band, Bop Tribal, at the Dragon Upstairs in Chinatown.

The next morning, Darcy preached at our church. He doesn't look like a man who'd been out partying past midnight, does he?

On Tuesday, Ryan fulfilled his longtime ambition when we ate at a famous North Shore Shrimp Truck. We waited almost an hour for heaping plates of freshly-caught jumbo shrimp scampi, served with rice and mango-pineapple and coconut smoothies.

Because we hadn't had enough for lunch: dessert at the historic Matsumoto's shave ice stand on the North Shore. The passion fruit shave ice with a scoop of ice cream on the bottom was the best: tart and not too sweet. Sophie had a combination of bubble gum, cotton candy, root beer and coconut cream flavors. Sound disgusting? It was.
That's it for this round of photos! We have more that we'll put in a later post. We hope you can visit us soon, too!
That's it for this round of photos! We have more that we'll put in a later post. We hope you can visit us soon, too!

1 comment:
Ry,
Your photos are looking great! The closeups are very sharp and the portraits are very good as well.
Dad
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