I slept beside the ocean. In a room with big windows and a balcony over looking the waves and palm trees. Hawaii was always a dream to me. Somewhere, when asked as a child where I wanted to travel one day I would say Hawaii. I never knew just how beautiful and lush this island would be. It felt good to lose my socks, and heavy sweaters and coat. It’s getting colder in Canada. The trees are green and the flower bushes are alive with color here. Some colors I have never seen before. I embrace and take in the green and colour. It’s been too long already that my garden has lost it’s leaves back home.
After several hours of flying we are ready to make it to the condo we will be staying in. I am again travelling with my sisters family and sweet little Juby. She’s getting older and becoming her own little person. She’s excited and sweet. She tells us that she likes Hawaii and she thinks it’s really nice. She is a world traveller at the age of four. It’s inspiring and I hope that one day my child will love to travel as much as we do.
When we arrive at the condo we can hear loud thunderous waves. They are next to our windows roaring. ‘A’ and I get the room with the balcony and I wonder if the waves will soothe me to sleep. We arrive late and are ready for bed. It’s been 20 hours of travel and we can’t hold off on closing our eyes much longer.
I awake to the beauty of Hawaii. I watch as surfers ride the waves and take in the fresh hot air. I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to live in a place that experiences such cold weather and deadness of nature. We start our morning off with breakfast and swimming in our condos pool. Then we grab lunch at a sweet little restaurant. The people are kind, the weather is lovely the beauty of the beaches and plant life awakens my mood. It’s funny to see christmas decorations here.
We head to the beach. It’s only our first day and we have already been swimming twice. ‘A’ remarks on how it’s been years since he has swam twice in one day. He tells me it’s good for our mental health to be surrounded by so much beauty and salt water. The waves are high and I go tumbling down as they crash into me. It sweeps me away and I panic. I am caught underneath and I gasp for air. I know it will only be a few seconds but it scares me. I open my eyes, which is something I never do whilst swimming and all I see is water above me. I try to swim but I get pulled more and more. Finally I arise and I run out of the ocean coughing. It’s time for me to stop. I have never been a strong swimmer.
We make sand castles, and relax. Juby dances on the beach and then it’s time to go. We are all exhausted.
I awaken in the middle of the night. The waves come crashing in and they are louder then the night before. I see bolts of lightening in the sky and it worries me. I have these recurring dreams where I am stuck in a tsunami and it worries me often. It’s about 2am and the world is dark. I look online and see there is a flood watch and I get nervous. So I shut the doors and hope the sound will drown out. All is well by morning and I wonder why I am always so afraid. I am a hypochondriac always worried. A trait given to me from my mom I suppose.
Every moment in the condo is bliss. I don’t want to leave and I find it surprising because I have never been an ocean kind of person. Our next stop is a beautiful home in the hills. A house built up almost as tall as the trees surrounded by vegetable gardens, greenery and forest. The frogs, birds and bugs creek and croc all night long. I can’t explain the beauty of this place all I know is that it takes my breath away. I am not sure which place I love more the one next to the ocean or the one in the forest. My brother-in law and I cook together and we sit and eat outdoors as a family. We love every moment of it. It’s been awhile now since we have eaten outdoors in merriment.
The boys set up the telescope and we look at the moon. Juby is delighted. The moon looks unreal. Like it was planted there. Like a cartoon. It’s big and round and the majority of it is in darkness save for a little sliver of light. Things are moving quickly and our time in Hawaii will not last forever. I try to take it all in. I know I will miss it.
The frogs sang croaking songs all night as we slept. Morning arrived and breakfast was shared at the table. We were ready to start our next adventure. A visit to the botanical gardens. We drove along winding roads that curved and moved with the rain forest wilderness. I have never seen anything quite like it before. My mind was filled with magical fairytale stories. Little creatures living in the vines of dangling trees and mermaids swimming the many waterfalls.
We arrived at the botanical gardens and were whisked away into a tropical world of wonder. I have never been to a garden quite like this, and I have been to many. There is a small tropical green house at a local park back home. I always enjoyed the greenhouse garden for it’s unique choice of tropical plants, but it could not and would not hold a candle to this vast garden.
The trees stood for miles high. I did’t even notice their vast beauty until I perched my head up. The entire sky was it’s own world. Everything is so much grander then any other garden I have been to. The leaves are massive the tree’s spiral to the sky. The flowers are feathered and strange with bold colours. The garden is quirky and strange yet full of stories that could be told.
We meet an elderly couple. I take some photos for them. They are quaint and kind. Very friendly and wanting to talk to “A” and I for quite sometime. We talk about travel and photography. They tell us of all the places we should explore. We let them talk for awhile. Feeling their need for connection and conversation. We embrace the small chats with others we meet. We listen to their life experiences and stories and feel as though we have gained something.
The fairytale garden experience ends and we make our way to the beach but the waves are high, and it begins to rain. A storm is coming in and the wind blows cold. The coldest we have felt in Hawaii. It’s time for us to spend our night quietly taking in the sound of rain and birds chirping at our beautiful home in the forest.
Our last few days are here and we head to a resort. “A” and my brother in law have a work conference and my sister, Juby and I will be spending the next few days lounging around. A relaxing vacation that I probably don’t truly deserve. We swim twice in one day. We go snorkelling in the lagoon. I have quite an interesting experience. I see beautiful tropical fish including a pink and purple one that I try to follow. Then I see an eel and it startles me. I quickly swim back to the sand. I soon go back to see what else I will find. Off to the coral again I spot a sword fish. I am spooked and yet again swim back to the sand. I ask my sister why I have to see all the scary fish. I continue on when suddenly to my left I see a giant turtle coming straight for me. He gives me the look of “get out of my way” Immediately I jump up. It’s one of the best experiences I have had snorkelling and only my third.
Hawaii is beautiful and the day’s are relaxing and smooth, but I can’t help one lingering thought. A family friend had passed away only a few days ago. My sister and I found out the news just as we were arriving to the resort. Though I haven’t seen her since my wedding I can’t help but think of her and how young she was. My thoughts are on her and I feel a sadness. A sadness and an understanding that I should not waste the time I am given in this life. To embrace my youth even though I am pushing 30 and feel that youth fading away with each passing day. I think of memories her and I shared together but I know I have to enjoy the life I have and I smile for having known her.
It’s a whirlwind the last few days. The resort is relaxing but I feel restless. I feel bored and it rains almost everyday. We awaken one morning to a tsunami warning and it’s like all of my fears are manifesting. I am nervous and I feel a strange lump in the pit of my gut. Soon after the warning is lifted. I am paranoid all day but also relieved. Most days are spent swimming and not doing much else. I play pokemon Go like a crazy person because there are so many hot spots at the resort. I hang out with my sister and Juby.
The last night there is a Luau. We watch men dancing with fire and beautiful women dancing in there hula skirts. We eat and drink and laugh. I meet “A”s co-workers and everyone is so pleasant and kind to me.
It’s been 3 weeks now as I am finishing up writing this blog. I still miss Hawaii and I feel that part of me always will.