On the final morning before we flew out for the Big Island, he finally pulled it off!
Not sure what's written in the sand to his right, but it's likely something nasty about his brother. Just kidding. I suspect he had nothing to do with it. |
The surfers were a definite favorite of the morning walks. |
And, of course, no beach is ever complete if the boy doesn't get wet in some fashion! I am also a fan of the sail boat in the distance above his noggin. |
This time I mean it! And so goes our time in Honolulu. Mahalo for having the Schmitz Mobile Chaos Unit.
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