Good bye, Hawaii, it’s time for Florida.
This time, I had my own seat on the plane.
Then while waiting at the Salt Lake City airport I was offered my own mini salted caramel drink from Starbucks.
Life is good as a travelling bear. I even got zone 1 seating. Next time, priority please.
Meet Monkey. He’s kind of like a mascot. And he travels around and poses for photos.
We decided to be buds. Naturally.
Earlier today I went to a lu’au at the Mauna Kea beach resort. It was kind of like a quadruple date. At first I was just going to hang out on the lanai and watch turtles. But since Wes AND Pokin were coming I went along and we made it like a field trip.
First I watched some emu ceremony. It really just looked like two people putting in way too much effort to heave dirt and unearth swine. One of them was even kind enough to flash me their butt.
After the emu ceremony I loitered around the hotel grounds waiting for the sun to set.
Then I observed some dancers doing the hula. While wearing coconuts. You know, like do all the kinds of things tourists expect to see from a lu’au.
After the show, we had the opportunity to pose for pictures with the dancers. Why not? I thought, and went up for a photo. “Aww cute,” she said when it was my turn and I sat on her palm.
Not cute lady. You mean awesome. Like super spirit bear went to a lu’au awesome.
We had to do it.
At first I thought we really didn’t have to. What I really wanted to do was spend the day playing games on the lanai. Instead we spent the day driving around the island. The drive only reinforced my feelings about rather wishing that I was sitting on the lanai playing games instead of driving around the island.
I’ve already seen Iguazu Falls. Few waterfalls left in the world are going to impress this bear.
Well at least now I can say we did it. Now back to the lanai.
Tonight, I learned that manta rays are freaking huge. Like the size of boats.
This I determined by comparing the size of mantas to the kayak boats that were busy shining big lights at the big mantas.
Which only makes me want to surf them all the more. I mean, they fly through the water like I fly through the air. It’s like a match made in heaven. Or Hawaii.
That’s right, you’re looking at him.
So for Nicholas’ birthday his actual present was a trip to Hawaii. So we went and promptly sat on the lanai to play games by the sea.
This is how we do it.
Can we say, “ready to play”?
Nicholas’ sister got married today, and while I didn’t actually make it to the ceremony and reception (Nicholas forgot to bring me to the wedding) at least I got to relax in the cabin that was right next to the main lodge where the wedding took place.
So it’s almost like I was at the wedding.
Except that I wasn’t.
So instead I took a walk.
I walked by some cows.
Aggravated some dogs.
Went back to the cabin and ate all of Nicholas’ chips.
Then did some photobombing for a good measure.
It’s what happens when you forget to take me to the wedding. Jerks.
It’s my best bear bud’s birthday and we did it country-fair style.
Corn maze.
Pumpkin patch.
Caramel apples the size of my head.
Birthdays should happen more often.
Truth is I was actually taking Nicholas to Hawaii for his birthday, but I liked making him think that about all he was going to get from his bear bud for his birthday was a trip to the pumpkin patch.