Sunday, Sunday

We were moving slowly on Sunday morning.  We snorkled a bit on our beach, napped, and then went back to Lahaina.  We watched the sunset from the marina and had salad and fried ravioli at BJ’s Chicago Pizza, which Shannan made fun of the night before:  “Who would eat pizza in Hawaii?!”  It was a cute place and the food was good.

My ankle was killing me, not sure why.  I deduced it was a combination of walking in sand, climbing over volcanoes in flip-flops, and driving a Jeep with no cruise control.  How am I going to spend the day driving and hiking tomorrow on the Road to Hana?  Warning:  the next blog will cover the Road to Hana.  It will no doubt be long, just like the trip was, but well worth it, I hope.  It was my favorite part of MauiJ

J.Bo.