Hawaii or Bust
Today, you have a tanner, happier, albiet slightly sunburned Heather writing up a post. And even though my visit to Hawaii only spanned from 11pm on Friday to 5pm on Sunday, I wouldn’t have changed anything.
I. LOVE. SUN.
And in the summer, my feet are typically the last part of me to tan. I always end up with some stupid tan lines on them somewhere and they never get the same amount of sun as the rest of my body. And, since I laid in the sun on the beach for no less than 2 hours making it a point to ensure that my feet did not miss a moment of the sun, my feet got a good tan (as well as the rest of me):
Since I wasn’t there very long, the point of my trip was to just lay on the beach, climb Diamond Head, and eat sushi. Mission accomplished.
I wish I had more to say, but I really don’t. I had a great time, I drank a few mai tai’s, and I relaxed. There’s only so much you can do for two days, and my big plan was to just unwind. And, as you can see, I got some great pictures out of it.