The day was overcast and rainy: decidedly non-beach weather. We decided to take a bus to the International Market. It rained pretty hard on the short walk to the bus stop. Grant wasn't pleased with the weather. You will note that the intersection behind us is entirely free of lakes, ponds or other bodies of water. I shouldn't have to mention that fact but it will become important later on.
A quick stop at McDonalds for happy meals brought a smile to Grant's dour face.
Bryn had the same smile.
Then Cole and Grant smiled together.
But there was definitely trouble in paradise.
Once we arrived at the bus stop the rain returned with a vengeance.
After a longish wait, we found out that the bus doesn't make change and we didn't feel like paying double for a bus ride. We walked a block until we found an ABC store and bought Skittles to get change. By then we thought that we were close enough that we might as well walk. So we did and we arrived without further incident.
Spirits were still high and we even bought some stuff.
There was a lot to choose from.
On the way back we again opted to walk, after all it's less than a mile. That's when it began to go wrong. Or rather, that's when the rain really began.
And kept coming. We huddled under an awning in front of Tiffany & Co. to ride it out.
In spite of it all spirits remained high, if a little damp. We tried flagging down a taxi, to no avail. Who wouldn't want five soggy passengers in their car?
Cole seemed pleased with his Hawaiian satchel as we continued to wait for the rain to abate.
It finally did, at least enough for us to trek the rest of the way home, where we encountered the aforementioned intersection, now the site of a lake in training. Notice the photographer on the other side of the street.
Turns out he was from the Honolulu Star Advertiser and he put our photo in the paper. Notice the photographer on the other side of the street. Ain't she cute? It's like I'm on both sides of a mirror.
The following is a graph of the rainfall totals for each 6 hour period since January 1st. Guess which day coincided with our walk to the market?
Not my favorite vacation day but it left us with a pretty good story and the kids' first appearance in the paper.
















3 comments:
I love this soggy travelogue. You couldn't make this stuff up.
If anyone can take the rain -- it's the NW Crunchers!
Can you please go back so I can live vicariously through you for another week?
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