10 Years.

(Jason is writing this post)

**This post should have come out yesterday (Friday June 27th) but we didn't have internet. So we typed it up and are just posting it today.**

So, today is officially our 10 year anniversary.

We were talking about it and we realized it isn't a huge accomplishment that we had to fight and work for.

Basically, neither of us has died yet, so we're still married.

If you know us, and our dark humor, you'll see how that's actually a romantic sentiment for us.


Now with your expectations of a heart-felt and romantically charged blog out of the way, let's talk about what we did today.

We woke up on Waikiki and went out boogie boarding. The waves were the biggest then been all week (around 4 feet or s0).

I'm so happy that Jaqui bought a boogie board on the first day. She fell in love with it right away.

If you have gone boogie boarding, essentially it's Swimming.... with benefits.

You float around and bob as a bunch of little waves go by.

Every 10 minutes or so, you get some big waves to form. When they do, you turn towards shore and kick with your feet (in flippers) and let the wave pick you up.

Then your ride all the way in and enjoy life.

Then you turn around and go back out (duck diving under the set of waves crashing in your face) and get in position to do it all again.

Like I said. Swimming with benefits.


So that's what we did all morning until about lunch time.

Then we came in, packed up, loaded up the convertible, and drove up to North Shore.


My plan when planning this trip was to spend part of the time on the south shore to do the standard 'tourist' things, but then spend the last 1/2 in North Shore where we are the most happy.

There's less people, it's very 'local' feeling, and you've got the best beaches in the world.

Although it has to be wintertime to do this, North Shore is where they have the biggest and best surf in the world. (10, 20, 30 foot waves).

You know Pipleline? That's about 1/4 of a mile from where I'm sitting now.

You know Waimea Bay? That's about 1/8 of a mile from where I'm sitting now.

Which leads into my next point.

Last night I swam in Waimea Bay for the first time, and it was awesome.

It's so beautiful and clean and clear.

You can be in 10' of water and see the bottom clearly.


And what's even more fun is who is swimming with you.


As we were bobbing around, just enjoying the sunset, less then 10 feet from us something popped its head out of the water.

A Sea Turtle.


Yeah. For real. A turtle.


So that was pretty darn cool.


After that we showed up at our 'hotel', but it's not a hotel. It's more like a rental home.


It was a bit jarring at first because it was unexpected.

We walked into this house and were greeted by John. He lives up the beach in his own home.

But he used to live/work here with his family.

He's really nice and really welcomed us in.

We quickly realized we were in another world. This was a rental house bordering on hippie commune.

And you know what? We're totally Ok with that.

We have a washer and dryer, a full kitchen, and a shared bathroom.

Here's the courtyard where everyone kind of hangs out in between activities:



This is the kitchen. It's nice to be able to have food without having to go out and shell out too much money for a meal.


And here is our bed.

It's not fancy, but you know what?

We couldn't be happier.