Sharkbait Aloha Day
We saved the most dangerous adventure for our last day, when it didn't matter so much if Ned and the kids lost limbs: swimming with the sharks! I passed on this--not because of the sharks: I swim with those every day--because every other line on the website was a version of the following: "If you tend toward seasickness, you WILL get sick on this trip." So, Pasadena. I dropped the rest of the family off at the boat launch on the North Shore, and we said our possible last goodbyes. Then, with a heavy heart and empty stomach, I set off for breakfast. On the way to my actual destination (through my worry, I had managed to Google several options), I saw a roadside sign for an organic farm dotted with kicky striped umbrellas and pulled over. The view was gorgeous, the fresh breakfast was yummy, and for quite some time, it was just me and the glowing supermodel who was running the register (seriously, I think I need to start juice fasting because all of th...