Life is good, as evidenced by this photo taken from the lanai of my hotel room.
I did manage to pick up a cold right before I left, and said cold quickly morphed into a case of bronchitis (I get bronchitis chronically). However, I found that if I have to take bronchitis on vacation with me, Hawaii is a good destination. The warm, tropical climate was very healing. Seriously. My sister suggested I move to Hawaii permanently for my health. You never know; I just may do that one day. People move to warmer climates in the name of their health all the time. Why not me?
So, what, you may ask, did I do with myself while in Paradise? Well, my mornings consisted of exercise, as they do when I'm at home. Yes, I exercised with bronchitis; I'm like that. Then once I was all cleaned up after my workout, I had to make the grueling choice of whether to lounge by the hotel pool or go across the street to the beach. A tough one, no? Most days I did both, and everyday ended with an hour or so in the hotel hot tub with a cocktail in my hand.
I also managed to squeeze in a little Waikiki karaoke because you know how I love my singing habit. That didn't go quite so well with the bronchitis. It wasn't bad, but I squeaked out songs that were all rather low (in one case lower than I normally can sing), and I'd say I sounded about 80% as good as I usually do. Of course, it's karaoke, so no one but me even cared how good I did or didn't sound.
If all of that wasn't enough to put a smile on my face that will last through the fall and winter here in San Francisco, I woke up on my last day in Honolulu to a rainbow over the the ocean. Honestly, I believe Hawaii to be one of the most magical places on the planet. Even Honolulu, which is just as urban as anywhere on the mainland, and Waikiki with the wall to wall tourists have an energy that is a cut above anywhere else I have been.
I'll be back in Hawaii in the spring. You really should come with me; I know you'll love it.
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