After reading Aarons blogs about the road trip, I've been some what inspired to write my own take on that eventful Saturday morning. I had been anticipating this road trip since the middle of the week and I have to admit that I was pretty stoked for this island adventure. I've always been one to enjoy the outdoors. It reminds me of my shorter and darker days when I used fish, kayak and chill on the beaches of Haleiwa with my cousins. But that was back in the day. Since then, trips out to the north shore have been scarce but anticipation for those sunny beach bum days have reached an ultimate high.
Anyway Saturday morning, much to my excitement it wasn’t until 7:30 am when the guys finally picked me up. I say finally only because my day started 3 hours prior. You see, I had been told we'd embark on this grand adventure beginning at an ungodly hour of 5 am. Taking the guys seriously, (my mistake) my alarm buzzed at 4:30. All I remember thinking was TOO EARLY!! Yet despite the fact, I actually have to admit that waking up before the break of dawn was actually kind of a cool experience. Since my alarm woke me up and all I figured I should do soooomething...anything really. With that thought in mind, wrapped in my gigantic blanket, I carried my green folding chair and cup of hot steamy mocha through the front door and propped myself in front of the hallway railing which looks out into Manoa Valley. It was quiet...but not really a midnight quite (which is actually quite noisy), or a library quite. It was something more still and more calming. Well whatever it was, I enjoyed it. I think I must have eventually fallen asleep in the middle of the hallway because an hour or so later I awakened by a phone call and then it was off to the beach!
...to be cont
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