This past Saturday was a wonderful Valentine’s Day for Conor and me. Its my opinion that if you love each other like every day is Valentine’s Day then the actual holiday is pretty laid back and fun.
We had dinner at a Korean BBQ in Hollywood followed by a night with the LA Philharmonic at the incredible Disney Concert Hall. I’d never been before and I was awed by its beauty, design and amazing acoustics.
While looking for a picture of Hawaii for another blog (you’ll be seeing that next week) I came across this email and pictures I sent out to some friends and family during our honeymoon 3 years ago. I thought that in the spirit of Valentine’s Day I would post that here for your enjoyment. So please enjoy!
If you have stories about love, romantic experiences, honeymoons, weddings and all things of equal sweetness please share them with us here!
And now, without further ado, here is my email titled, “Hawaii Certainly Doesn’t Suck”. Thanks for reading!
After our cool week of running all over New Zealand and seeing everything under the equator that there was to see we have had a wonderful and very relaxing week of laying around in Hawaii.
We made some friends, swam in the ocean and a few pools and hot tubs, ate some delicious meals and laid around and napped a lot. It’s been a much needed, very relaxing time.
Today was the first time we actually went out to do a tourist type activity, we drove to the top of Mt. Haleakala to see what there was to see from what looks like the top of the world.
The roads here have strange and exciting names. Unfortunately for the Hawaiians, but fortunately for us, we have come up with our very own special brand of pronunciation for these awesome roads. For instance, our main road to Kahana, where we presently live, is called Honoapiilani Highway. We prefer to think of it as the “OllyOllyOxenFree’ Highway, the ‘HoneyWatchMePee’ Highway, or the ‘HolyCrapBatmanIt’sGettingScary’ Highway. The cabdriver who took us to our luau (oops, we did two tourist things, and that’s if you don’t count going for drinks at Moose McGillicuddy’s with our new friends) did not find our pronunciation as exciting as we do. Oh well, at least he was a fountain of knowledge about island history.
Conor got to play some drums at an open mic our second night here. He was very excited about it and got 3 offers to be in bands, but his heart belongs to the Days In Between. 🙂