It feels like it’s been so long since I’ve been anywhere! Ok, perhaps that’s not so true since I was in India in April but I was on such a travel roll that 6 months feels like a diet. I was supposed to go to Las Vegas last week to see the Rolling Stones but Mick contracted laryngitis and the Wednesday night show was cancelled. Sooooo bummed about that. Old Mick isn’t getting any younger who knows if he will be alive long enough for me to see him perform live!
Anyway, this trip to the Big Island, Hawaii is a year in the making with my all 4 siblings. I’ve been saying for a long time that we have to get together because at our age, we don’t want to find ourselves in a position of saying, “Gosh, we really should have done that.” Now, I’ve traveled with the sisters frequently but the last time all 5 of us were together was when we flew my Dad’s ashes to the Philippines to be interred with his parents. Despite the sadness of losing our Dad and having to travel for such a solemn occasion, traveling with my beloved siblings was the bomb. We laughed, we cried, and some went a bit of stir crazy. I wish I could link you to “that blog” but it was 3 months before I decided to start my little travel blog. Perhaps I’ll revisit it in a future posting.
It finally all came together, we rented a big house north of Kona, bought our tickets and packed our bags. Buckle your seat belt and put your tray table up, this plane departs on Monday.