April 1

Day two was what we term a 'non-adventure day', but we didn't just hang around the house. (I mean, we did a little bit of that but it wasn't our main event, so to speak. 'Non-adventure day' typically means 'no major, potentially gut-busting hike' in Pleasanton Wight-ese.)

We left relatively early in the day to take the drive to the top of the road that skirts the Waimea Canyon, and stopped at each overlook along the way to take in the views.

Then we stopped at Jojo's on the way back for some shave ice (duh), and then a little later in the day --after a downpour squelched beach plans-- Abby's friend April joined us for some time at the club's pools.

Since the weather changes so quickly here (the whole "don't like the weather? Just wait 10 minutes" thing is total truth), you can't ever be sure what you'll be able to see when you drive out to the canyon, but today we were fortunate to get good views at virtually all of the overlooks save the final one (which is represented by the pic of Abby and I standing in front of gray sky. Because that's what we saw there: clouds. Lots and lots of clouds). Life is often like that, I think: you don't really know what you're going to get until you reach your destination; sometimes you get what you hope for, and other times, you face a bit of disappointment. So it's important to dream, be optimistic, and have a little --or a lot-- of faith.