“Ooooooooo…”
“Wow….”
“Oooooooo…”
“I swear, if this guy doesn’t quit it, I’m going to shove this camera in his throat,” Tom hissed at me.
I suppressed my laugh and concentrated on the fish going by.
We were on a submarine tour deep under the ocean. It looked like this:
Sitting beside Tom was an enthusiastic Japanese tourist who got excited over every little thing that swam past the windo—
“Oooooooooo…”
“There he goes again! It was just a fish the size of my palm. And not a pretty one either!” Tom fumed.
Seriously, the guy had been making noises since the second we sat down. I could understand if it was a spectacular fish. But a TINY—
“Ooooooo…”
“I’m not kidding, he just cooed over a stick,” Tom whispered.
There were some ooooo worthy things though:
The Titanic!
I loved the submarine because I don’t scuba dive. I’m paranoid I’ll still drown and my hair hates ocean water anyway. So it was a nice chance to see the sea life. Without having to get my hair wet.
Later on we had a ghost tour. Here’s the thing about that: my camera wouldn’t take photos. This was because I have a Nikon D40 and when it’s dark, the camera has nothing to focus on. I didn’t know how to fix this. So I’d be trying to snap pictures and nothing would happen. Tom was gripping at me asking what was wrong with my “stupid camera” and I was like, “Nikki the Nikon is not stupid!”
We finally figured out how to get it to take pictures in the dark and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary:
But then I caught an orb which is kinda hard to see:
I pulled a Zak Bagans and took another photo at the exact same spot to make sure it wasn’t dust and the orb wasn’t there.
Ghost?
Who knows?
The tour was interesting though. The guide took us to different spots around Oahu and told us spooky tales. I’m sure some was for dramatic effect.
Sadly, that was our last night in Hawaii. We left the next day and endured an exciting airplane ride home. Only I wouldn’t call it exciting. I’d call it frightening. Mainly because we went through some scary turbulence—the kind where you dip down and feel like you’re on a roller coaster. I squeezed Tom’s hand and weirdly, the theme song to Dawson’s Creek popped into my head. So we’d dive down and I’d be thinking, “I don’t want to wait…”
Yeah. Weird.
Thankfully the plane calmed down and everything was peachy again.
I miss Hawaii. In a couple of years Tom and I want to go back. Maybe we’ll explore the other islands.
The kids were fabulous for Tom’s Mom while we were gone. Did we miss them? Yes. But I think it’s important for a couple to get time away from the kids. Would we go on vacation without the kids again?
Without a doubt.
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