Oahu, Our Last Stop

We had a whole day on Oahu and yet it seemed our luck had finally run out. We headed to the opposite side of the island to see the Temple...

BYU Hawaii...

And then we went to the Polynesian Cultural Center, but we only had about 2 hours and it seemed it would only really be worth it if we could spend an entire day there. It was much larger than we thought. We were a little disappointed but we headed down the coast and found a beautiful beach where Ryan collected shells for Eden and Cameron.

We really wanted to see Pearl Harbor but thought we should have lunch first. I thought Waikiki would be a good place since it sounded familiar. I had no idea it's the one spot on the island where they've crowded about a million people in a few square miles. I told Ryan to find a parking spot on some random street so we could walk around and find a place for lunch, and a few last minute gifts from the ABC store. He was putting quarters in the meter when all of the sudden Kathy Cutler walks up to us. We had said our goodbyes that morning but it must not have been meant to be. They had parked on the same street!

When Dave came back from checking them into their hotel we all headed to a local Bar and Grill to have lunch and watch the BYU football game. It was just the sort of break I needed and I was really enjoying myself, until BYU started to lose. That was sad.

So we said our goodbyes, again, and headed to Pearl Harbor where we found out we had missed all the boats to the USS Arizon. The last one leaves at 3 and it was 3:45. It was a disappointment (just not our day for the sights) but it was still cool to see the museum and read about that dreadful day.

We had just a couple hours left before our flight and Ryan with his ever so handy blackberry found a movie at a theater only a few blocks away. We saw "9" and were still able to return our car and make our red eye flight in time.

Whew, what a trip!