Before I had Nate, when I was skinny, my husband and I went to Hawaii for ten days. We spent five glorious days on the island of Kauai and five not as glorious days in Honolulu. I had never been to Hawaii before and I remember hoping as a child that I would get to go there because it seemed so exotic. It was so far away – in the middle of the Pacific Ocean – literally have a world away for a New Englander originally from New York. I mean, it takes less time to fly to Europe than it does to fly to Hawaii, which is a part of my own country.I really wanted to go to Pearl Harbor. Now, this was before the 9/11 attacks, so the fact that our country was attacked and the attack commemorated was really almost romantic in my imagination (heh – little did I know – please note the sarcasm).
Anyways, I was all being nostalgic this morning because I was drinking Kona coffee and thinking about how we went there like three years ago. I loved Kauai – it was so beautiful. If I were to go back, I would stay there for two weeks and not even bother to go to Honolulu, which is like every other city – and was really touristy. We stayed here when we were in Kauai. It was AMAZING. This trip honestly made me want to just quit my job, abandon everything, set up a tent on the beach and just live. But alas, that’s probably not going to happen now.