We had the whole day free so we decided to visit Waimea Canyon. It is one of the largest canyons in the world and located on such a small island! We were told that the weather would be unpredictable. Kauai is one of the wettest places on the earth, and it was apparently rare for the sky to be cloudless along the entire length of the canyon.
Panoramic view of Waimea Canyon from one of the lower lookouts.
Well, today was one of those days. The weather cooperated with us for the entire day, and we had clear, blue skies all the way up to the top of the road. We stopped off occasionally to take photos from the various lookout points.
Panoramic view of Waimea Canyon from one of the lower lookouts.
Some were fairly official, many were just gaps in the foliage next to the road that happened to provide a great view of the canyon.
Maggie in front of the sign for one of the main Waimea Canyon Lookouts.
We slowly worked our way up to the top and found the view of the Na'Pali coast quite a sight to behold.
The view of the Na'Pali Coast on the opposite side of Waimea Canyon at the top of the trail.
Of course, there were chickens everywhere. At each major lookout, and at the gift shop, there were chickens walking around everywhere. I waited for a long time to see a chicken cross the road, but none of them seemed to want to satisfy that desire.
A three dimensional carving of the island from a stump of wood.
That night, Maggie and I went to the second luau during our trip. It was the Luau Kalamaku held at the historic Kilohana Plantation.
We got there a little early so we were able to watch them roast and prepare the pig for the luau, as well as check out a number of wares in the shops nearby.
The pig that was roasted for the
luau.
Throughout the predinner gathering, there were occasional demonstrations of Hawaiian hula dancing, which looked as relaxing as the people themselves. In addition to the traditional Hawaiian hula dancing, they also had a theatrical play after dinner. The entertainment was good, probably better than The Feast at Lele, but the food was definitely not as good.
We were planning on going to the beach this morning but our plans got derailed when Serena stomped on Elsy's face and we had to wait for the bleeding to stop. It took so long that there was a chance we needed to go to the hospital. In the end, we thought it too risky to leave the house this morning lest the gusher started again, and so we set up the water table at home instead.
So I am used to the soft chimes that you hear in the neighborhood when the ice cream truck comes by. This year we already had three visits, mostly on cold or rainy moments of the day. This was in contrast to the infrequent visits to our old neighborhood when I was a child. In addition, we were too poor to really enjoy a cone of soft ice cream when it did show up so I never built up that sense of tradition that others would share with their children. As suck, when the truck does drive by, I don't rush out to grab a cone for my kids. Also, the pandemic does not help either. Still, maybe one day this summer we will indulge our kids. Maybe. Oh, but that was beside the point. Today I heard the ringing of a bell. This was not the sound I'm used to for an ice cream truck so I decided to investigate with Serena. As the truck drive by, I wondered to myself how such a small truck could be used to sell ice cream much less any kind of food. But then it dawned on me: this was not a food tru
So most of the family is vaccinated now. Serena is the lone outlier, and that is due to her age. Because of that, we have decided to keep her with my parents and not send her to daycare anymore until she gets both of her shots. We had pulled her out when Omicron hit this winter and was pretty hard when we tried keeping her at home, but now that Maggie is back at work we had to go back to sending her to my parents. This situation may be the norm for a while as the under five trials for the Pfizer vaccine have not gone very well. She does not really know much about what she is missing, but she really needs to build up those social skills and daycare is a great place for learning to communicate with her peers, whether physically, or virally. But with cases at the daycare every couple of weeks or so, we figure that it is best to wait just a little bit longer..
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