Pearl Harbor Day
We packed up our rental car drove to Pearl City. It was bitter sweet to drive along the highway past all the beaches and towns we had come to love. It was funny, we didn't turn the radio on once the whole time we were in Hawaii. At first it was because Darin and I needed to concentrate on the GPS, but then I think there was just always too much to point out to each other. That is one of my favorite memories, talking in the car as we drove from adventure to adventure.
We had prepared the kids for this visit by reading 3 or 4 children's books about the Pearl Harbor attack earlier in the summer. My dad had given Byron a book from his childhood about planes used in the WWII so Byron was excited for the war machines.
We each got a set of head phones and walked along all the Memorial sites learning more about the political history, the people, the stories and the machines of WWII. It was all very interesting...it even kept Soren's attention the whole time.
We watched a film about the attack and then loaded onto the ferry that would take us out to the USS Arizona. I loved getting insight on the Japanese as well as American point of views. The Japanese leadership were clearly motivated by power and resources, but they also believed (and sold this idea to the Japanese people) that they could improve life for all the Asian countries if they were placed in charge. It wasn't right, but I can see why they would want to push back from the European colonization that had been happening for years. At the end of the day we are all so very similar, motivated by basically the same human desires, all of us bringing destruction as well as beauty in our wake.
The USS Arizona Memorial feels like a temple.
I was glad I was wearing sunglasses because I couldn't help crying when the men and women who had gone through the attack would tell their own story in their own words.
We had left all our leis from the luau in our rental, I wish we would have brought them to lay by the names of the men who where buried in the ship.
It was a sobering experience for all of us.
We then walked over to the Bowfin Submarine.
It was the same self guided audio tour...but much more lighthearted.
A lady who worked at the Bowfin told us the best place for lunch was the Pacific Aviation Museum so we got off the shuttle there. This turned out to be kind of a mistake because we didn't realize that the Missouri Battle ship had shorter hours off season. We missed that museum completely. Not a huge mistake however, because the kids and I can only handle so many audio tours and museums in one day. 3 is pretty much my limit, but I do feel bad the kids didn't get to see the battleship firsthand.
We loved the Pacific Aviation Museum however.
This is where Byron finally found his hat, and the boys were able to play the flight simulator.
The restaurant was great, and Soren found one last tiki....he fell in love with all things tiki on this trip.
After a long and stressful drive to our hotel, and then cleaning and returning our rental car, we were absolutely spent. Those are the only parts of this vacation that made returning home sound good. Driving our own car, sleeping in our own bed, not worrying about returning things to anyone.
Miriam had been telling us that Hawaiian McDonalds serve specialty items like taro pies. I had told her that even something that special wouldn't make me eat at McD's while on vacation. Buuuuut there happened to be one right next to our hotel, and I was so done with adulting by this point I walked the kids over for a late dinner.
Our very last meal in Hawaii consisted of egg mcmuffins or cheeseburgers, fries, fresh pineapple and taro pie. By a stroke of luck (and food chain world domination) Miriam's culinary requests were 99% granted on this trip...only missed Leonard's Bakery.
We were up by 5:00 am the next morning to make our early flight.
Our flight back to the mainland was a small miracle since the aircraft was newer and nicer than the flight out. We all had our own monitors with games, movies and tv at our disposal. So even though it's always hard to fly home (notice there are zero excited, happy, photos) the flight went by very quickly.
We were home by 11:00 pm. with work and school on the docket for the next morning.
We brought home fantastic family memories we will cherish forever, and a huge case of vacation let-down. I will deal with let-down any time if I get to keep the memories.
For so many many reasons I will forever be grateful this vacation happened.





































































