Hawaiian Farewell

Hilary in an internet cafe when she should have been taking a helicopter ride (see previous entry)

It stopped raining just long enough to take some photos. This is actually a picture of a wild chicken on Nawiliwili Beach, Kauai. They became wild after a hurricane in 1992, when all the chicken coop on the islands were destroyed and they suddenly found themselves free to enjoy the beaches, restaurants etc.

View from the ship as we sailed away. This picture was taken just before we passed the most beautiful views in the entire state. Needless to say, by the time we reached them, they were covered in fog. However, if you want to see what we missed, rent a copy of Jurassic Park.

After the disappointment of not being able to climb the Harbour Bridge in Sydney, Ross loses no time in preparing for the Golden Gate in San Francisco.

This is our last entry from Hawaii, where the sun shines every day unless we are in town.

We're now moving on to the last stop, San Francisco. I may or may not leave my heart there, but I'd be more than happy to say farewell to my luggage!

Mahalo and Aloha from Hawaii