Big Island Recap

You've already seen the obnoxious picture of the pina coladas and tanning oil, now I'll tell you a little bit about our trip. The Big Island is interesting in that it is the youngest in the Hawaiian chain. This means the landscape is strikingly, well, volcanic. Driving from the airport in Kona to Lulu's uncle's place near the Mauna Lani resort, the sunset illuminated coral-constructed graffiti on limitless (until you hit a golf-course) black lava fields. Check out this masterpiece:



One might be tempted to call this landscape barren, but that would be a misinformed appraisal as it turns out that volcanic rock is incredibly high in micronutrients and minerals. (So high that we get it shipped here to the farm and turn it in to our beds by the barrel-full.) Check out the plant life growing in solid rock. Sweet.

All this lava means that some of the beaches feature black sand:




You may notice that Lulu and I happened upon a napping sea turtle on our morning stroll. No biggie. Didn't that happen to you yesterday?

On the Big Island, Lulu and I ate. Pictured here:




That's raw steak you see on top of that sushi roll--best damn surf and turf I've ever had--which we found at a little place in the town of Hawi. The onion ring was also quite nice.

Not pictured in this blog-posting is the part where Lu and I drank so much Kona coffee the day of our departure that we were sick through the duration of our flight and the next two days. I haven't touched coffee since.