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Most of my travels and blogs are anything but vacations. My trip to Hawaii was exactly what I needed- A VACATION!!! Trust me, there is no better place in the world to vacation than Hawaii. As a spoiled child I went to Hawaii every year (hey its my dad's favorite place!) and actually got sick of going to Hawaii. This was my first time there in 8 years. I forgot how much I love Hawaii. It is absolute Paradise. It all started last February when I decided to stay in Japan another year. I knew that I wanted to see my family at some point. When my parents came in April, I said, 'hey, why don't we all meet in Hawaii for Thanksgiving?' My idea was very appealing, and a Lary Family Vacation was born.

Maui'd to my Brother

Casey Lary
2007-03-10 17:08:33

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were my favorite. UCLA won the tournament- way to go PAC 10!!!

Around 4 pm I have a shadow looming over me: IT WAS MY DAD!!! I stood up hugged him and started screaming. Been a rough few months so seeing my loving father was heaven. He took over my spot on the towel and I went to meet mom. Later that night Erin (the sister), Fin ( her
husband), and Barrett (the brother) all showed up. All together for the first time in just under a year. We celebrated Thanksgiving thanks to Janet Lary and Safeway. Fin and Erin brought amazing wine from home. I am so amazed to hear them talk about wine- I know nothing and they know everything. I learned you can drink red wine cold on purpose! Turkey never tasted so good.

Before coming to Hawaii I knew that while there I wanted to learn to surf. I woke up Friday and began to complete my goal. As a child I got turned over by so many waves that I have feared them forever, hence why I have never surfed. Time to face the fear. I signed up - there was no backing now. Turns out I was one of the oldest people in my class, the average age being between 8-11. Instead of these munchkins, I befriended a 40 year old man from NYC. We had our cadillac surfboards, learned the basics on the sand, and headed out to the waves. I stood up on my first try!!!! It was awesome! I loved it! I had been missing out on soooo much! When I was done I eagerly paddled back out to do it again. Now I understand why surfers are so dedicated to their sport- you do it once and you just want to go back for more.

I got pretty good and was able to paddle by myself by the end of the day. After about an hour all the kids got tired so I was one of the lone surfers getting help from the instructors. Falling was not fun.....but when you did stand up, WOW! (Do I see a metaphor for life here?) That afternoon and evening I was beaming...I could surf! I was soooo not excited ...