Ricky and I rolled out of bed and into swimsuits this morning. We walked the 30 or so steps to the beach and had a little swim, afterwhich we lounged on the beach until breakfast. I still haven't grown accustomed to all of the sounds from our house: waves, rustling palm leaves, etc. I'm used to the trains and ships by our house in Seattle.
Our first stop on the road today was a shrimp truck on the north shore (I had a hotdog). Ricky and Chris shared a couple different types of shrimp, made a mess and licked their fingers. Ricky said that it was the best shrimp he had ever eaten. :)
After lunch we spent the entire rest of the day at the Polynesian Cultural Center. We spent the afternoon wandering around and visiting the different "islands" and seeing the various ways they represented their cultures. We saw a Samoan climb to the top of a coconut tree, listened to some awesome Tongan drumming, had a few little dance lessons, and listened to a group of Aotearoans sing so beautifully that I was moved to tears.
Tomorrow we are hoping to snorkel at Hanama Bay and do a hike. I sure hope the weather improves because I want to see ALL of the fish.
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