(Please note. In my excitement and tiredness upon arrival, I completely forgot to post this entry. Sorry this is a few days over due. This was written last Saturday, the first day of our adventure. I'm still getting used to this blogging thing. Forgive me.)
I really cannot believe I'm here. In Hawaii. With my family. We were up early of course to catch our flight and Mike sweetly rose before me to start piping Hawaiian music throughout the house so that it's the first thing we would all hear. I think I was smiling before I even opened my eyes. Our travels went incredibly smoothly especially given that it was POURING outside as we drove to the airport. The best part of the morning was when she got asked if she would like to do this…
(The flight attendants were all especially nice to her… a phenomenon we like to call The Down Syndrome Effect. It can best be described in this scenario-when my kids went trick-or-treating together, holding the same pumpkin basket, going to the same number of houses, Casey would ALWAYS come back with twice as much candy. Without fail!)
The day, literally, went off without a hitch. No late planes, no lost luggage, no traffic getting to our condo, no issues getting into our condo. And we even found the one restaurant that I knew we had to try. It's called Goofy Cafe. We climbed into a cab after unloading our bags hoping to grab a bite as soon as possible since we had some hungry teenagers. When we told our cab driver where we wanted to go, she said, "do you mean the restaurant on the other side of your hotel, just up the street?" Oops. It was literally that close. Thanks, Jennifer for such an awesome recommendation!