Well, THAT was a very fast-paced day overall, but still slow and lazy at times. The flight we took from Maui to Oahu yesterday was a little bit frightening as hell, but for some reason I was just fine. Strange.
We spent yesterday morning at the beach, getting sandy and gross. And enjoying the beautiful surroundings and weather.
Ahh, time alone with my love was amazing. We went to Bubba Gump's and, while we waited for our food, we were holding hands across the table. Nothing out of the ordinary for us, but the wait staff asked if we were newlyweds, here on our honeymoon. Tim said no; I said yes.
Now, we had discussed this a number of times: if anyone asks if we're newlyweds, just say yes. We act like newlyweds, despite the fact that we've been married six and a half years now (and together much longer than that).
This was the second time someone had asked that question, and the second time he had said "no." Tim is officially cruisin' for a bruisin'!
I've found a few new photo apps on this trip, and I love them for some things, for example documenting the mundane waiting for Ma to come back to the airport after dropping off the rental car.
Check out the view from the airport!
{side note: do you call it a "rental car" or a "rent car"? I've always said "rental," because it's proper English, but SOME people I know who shall go nameless have always called it "rent."}
I forced him to take a picture with me. Good thing he just goes along with my craziness. Again, though: the view! Ahh...
The flight was another thing entirely: it was a very small plane; it was rainy and windy weather. The plane kept rocking and was blown side to side by the strong winds. Made all that much worse by the smallness of the plane. Oh, I wanted off. And I wasn't the only one.
Fortunately, because it was only a half-hour flight, a little puddle-jumper, we didn't have to endure it for too long. It was almost kinda fun.
What's your vote: "rent car" or "rental car," what do YOU say?
We spent yesterday morning at the beach, getting sandy and gross. And enjoying the beautiful surroundings and weather.
Ahh, time alone with my love was amazing. We went to Bubba Gump's and, while we waited for our food, we were holding hands across the table. Nothing out of the ordinary for us, but the wait staff asked if we were newlyweds, here on our honeymoon. Tim said no; I said yes.
Now, we had discussed this a number of times: if anyone asks if we're newlyweds, just say yes. We act like newlyweds, despite the fact that we've been married six and a half years now (and together much longer than that).
This was the second time someone had asked that question, and the second time he had said "no." Tim is officially cruisin' for a bruisin'!
I've found a few new photo apps on this trip, and I love them for some things, for example documenting the mundane waiting for Ma to come back to the airport after dropping off the rental car.
Check out the view from the airport!
{side note: do you call it a "rental car" or a "rent car"? I've always said "rental," because it's proper English, but SOME people I know who shall go nameless have always called it "rent."}
I forced him to take a picture with me. Good thing he just goes along with my craziness. Again, though: the view! Ahh...
The flight was another thing entirely: it was a very small plane; it was rainy and windy weather. The plane kept rocking and was blown side to side by the strong winds. Made all that much worse by the smallness of the plane. Oh, I wanted off. And I wasn't the only one.
Fortunately, because it was only a half-hour flight, a little puddle-jumper, we didn't have to endure it for too long. It was almost kinda fun.
What's your vote: "rent car" or "rental car," what do YOU say?
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