April 4

Well, a second child found himself hit by the flu stick today, which was disappointing but not entirely unexpected given how much time he and Brady spend together and how they hang on one another. So that meant another relatively low-key day here. Kind of. After Abby and Isaac (who wasn't overtly ill at that point) returned from riding golf carts around the golf course with their grandparents, Adam and I set out for another hike by ourselves.

We stopped for lunch at Kickshaws --a food truck that serves up the Awesome Burger and a frou-frou grilled cheese that I like-- and then headed back up the Waimea Canyon Road to the Koke'e State Park grounds. We were supposed to take the Berry Flat Trail, which is a roughly .7 mile loop through the forest, but Adam wasn't quite sure where that trail actually began, so we wandered. A lot. Down one rutted dirt road and then another rutted, muddy dirt road. We finally came upon a trail head --for the Wainininua Trail-- which he implied was what we were looking for. (It wasn't.) Long story shorter, with nothing less than the hand of God on our side (because Adam fully admitted as we walked back toward the car that the person who wrote the trail access instructions was probably a drunk imbecile because they made no sense), we did eventually happen upon the Berry Flat Trail, and we did take it, and we did see Hawaiian redwoods and lots (and lots) of mud. And greenery.

But I was hungry for a view, so we stopped to take a look at a big waterfall along the side of the road on our way back down into town. Once back to Wailea, we stopped at JoJo's again for some shave ice (since that's what we do and all).

Our time here is rapidly winding down, and though things haven't gone exactly as I would've liked, it's a blessing to just be here at all.