Back to Reality

Here are a few reasons why I'm having a hard time getting back to reality.

Beautiful shades of blue that I've never seen before.










Gorgeous views... (wink-wink)






Waves crashing along the rocks which were more soothing than a mother's lullabye.








These babies right here were just too tasty for common sense. At one point, I think I collected enough umbrellas to shelter the entire Gulf Coast region.








And the sunsets? Well, I'm sure most would argue that sunsets are gorgeous just about anywhere. But this one in particular had value to me because it was my first one viewed from the top of a little cruise ship.

It was my first time on the ocean. Luckily, there were no sudden storms or anything like that because I'm not sure if I could've figured out how to make a iPod out of coconuts.








Anyway, everything was wonderful. In fact, the only bad thing about Hawaii was having to leave it behind.

But as we crossed the black Pacific, a shooting star met my gaze from my window seat. I took that as my own personal Aloha from the gods. Well, it was either that or a piece of the aircraft broke off - regardless, we made it back safe and sound.