I expected to like the pace of a vacation on the beach.
I expected to find beautiful scenery in Hawaii.
I expected to have fun with Barry. That's a given.
I had no idea I'd laugh more than I have since I can't remember when.
I had no idea I'd become so fond of a state I'd never thought much about before.
I had no idea I'd cry when we had to leave. Three separate times.
As a man on the Wiki Wiki Bus at the airport said, "Going home is a son of a gun."
A few days of photos to follow...