My first time in Hawaii came after my TDY to Japan. Needless to say it was weird coming from Japan and, therefore, seeing a ton of Japanese people, only to come back to the good ol' USA and...see another ton of Japanese people. Not that I have anything against the Japanese of course...
No, but seriously, the back story is the following:
My sister got married to an Army warrant-officer. His call of duty took him to paradise and, since I was travelling to the other side of globe anyway, I figured I would stop in and see them on my way back.
The photos will tell you more than I can here. Just to sum up, however, let's say that my time in Hawaii was spent drinking lots of Mai Tais, oggling gigantic turtles, getting a killer tan at a few of the 10,000 beaches they have, riding drunken-style wave-runners, and running through some giant hedge-maze on the Dole plant (yes, the same Dole that brings you your favorite bananas and pineapples).
Hawaii: word. I have to go back to Lockheed and get them to PCS me there for the rest of my life!!
A view of the Pacific from the native Hawaiian holy war-god site.
I didn't learn from that time I got stitches from doing back-flips off the neighborhood pool; here I am doing them off some cliff in Waiamea Beach.
I can actually say I jumped off a 40 foot cliff.
Look, 40 feet looks alot higher up from the top than it does from the bottom.
If you ever want a super-fast jet of salt-water blasted up your nose, this is how you get it.
I decided this was my last jump since I wanted to live to see my Firebird and the CBR again.
King's Village in Waikiki. This is the set of one of those dancing spray-paint dudes. He was awesome!!
Everytime I look at these pictures, I'm reminded of Linkin Park's "Meteora".
I highly recommend seeing this guy perform. It was really cool.
Painting away...
The Dance of the Seven Cans of Krylon.
This peacock was aggressive! He definitely didn't like me taking his picture...
Me at Waiamea Beach.
Me at Waiamea Beach...without the hat!
At the Dole plantation hedge maze.