The high school senior got to choose where we went for spring break this year, and after some discussion, she decided on Honolulu, so off we went. (Twist our arms!)
There was the lovely view from our hotel room:
There were the usual fabulously beautiful sunsets,
and delicious meals (at The Pig and the Lady, Town, and Chef Mavro, among others).
We even caught part of the Prince Kuhio parade, complete with two men blowing on conch shells (Prince Kuhio was a strong advocate of Hawaiian independence and supporter of native Hawaiians):
But this visit is best defined in the family chronicles as the time when Adam Sandler stalked us.
He and his family were staying at our hotel, and we could not spend a day without seeing him at least twice and often several more times. When the kids were out surfing, there he’d be, on the beach playing with his kids,
he and his family would be at breakfast when we came down or at the pool when we went in or hanging in the lobby as went by or in the streets of Waikiki as we were walking around. As Jim said, we’ve stayed at the Halekulani with people we know, and we didn’t see them as often as we saw Adam Sandler on this trip.
We opted not to ask him for a photo, because Marcus felt very strongly that he should be off limits since he was with his family. Our son is a really easygoing person, so when he feels that strongly about something, we generally accommodate him (and, in this case, we were in full agreement).
I will also say this: I am not, in general, a fan of Adam Sandler’s movies—they have a rather puerile sense of humor, which is not my thing. But I think much more highly of him after this trip (I am sure he is breathing an immense sigh of relief about this). He was an absolutely terrific dad—when he was with his kids, he was *present*. Not on the phone, not hanging with his buddies, but all in with his kids, devoting his full attention to them. He was also really gracious and accommodating to his fans, always willing to take photos with them, even if his family was around. All in all, he was a charming, down-to-earth, regular guy.
Besides being stalked by Adam Sandler, we had an enjoyable and relaxing week taking long walks around Diamondhead (Jim & May), taking surfing lessons (the kids),
shopping (all of us), spending time in the water (also all of us),
and eating (most definitely all of us).
None of us wanted to come home, although my attempts to persuade Marcus to transfer to Punahou in order to stay in Hawaii were in vain. All in all, it was a lovely and mellow spring break!