Having spent the first 10 years of my life in Hawaii, and having visited family & friends there over all these many years, I always feel like I’m coming “home” when the plane lands in Hawaii.
I love the sights, sounds and,of course, the ocean. Maybe feeling so comfortable is the reason I feel so at home.
We got to spend four wonderful days in Oahu. If we’d had a few more days, I would have taken FM and FG to the Big Island (Hawaii) to see my mom’s side of the family and all my old haunts. We’ll have to save it for next time though…
Displaced Beachbums 
Let me know what you think...