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Tempus fugit…
After breakfast we came back to medicate, while Abbie was nursing her burn I went down to the lobby (our local free wi-fi hotspot here on the Kona side of Hawai’i) to post to the blog and update my myfacepage status.
We had ethernet hookups in our room when we were in Hilo, but in Kona we had to come down to the lobby to access the internet. I thought it would be a hassle at first, but it turned out to be a real joy to come down and recount the day with the sounds of the ocean and sweet smell of tropical flowers. It also enabled us to meet some really nice folks, including the night security guard who shared his wife’s mac-coconut cookies with us.
Then Abbie had her turn (I must have been bored because more than 50% of the photos I took today are from this 30 minute period of time).

After checking her mail and RSS feeds she revealed her murderous heart and said to me “Jeremy, my heart yearns for the death of a sea creature. Yea, my soul cries out ‘the mollusk must die’” so we went to kill another mollusk for the treasure it held. (We had a coupon)
It was exciting; she found 2 gold pearls this time (which matched the first one)… plus the guy at the store was impressed that she extracted the pearls herself. As the new owner of two flawless golden pearls she did what any girl would do; that is, she looked at earrings to mount them in. She really liked one particular set (they are maile leaves) so I bought her earrings for Birthday-Thanks-Christmas, and a matching pendant…. To reward our consumerism the salesman let Abbie murder another oyster… It had 2 more, even bigger golden pearls!
We picked up a late afternoon snack at the Acai smoothie place down the road on the way back and ate it on our balcony while we watched the boogie boarders in front of the hotel.

A few hours later we went downtown and ate our last dinner outside next to the crashing waves… I hope to come back again.
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It’s so sad to leave, eh?