Hawaii: Day 3, Part 2

After our wild helicopter ride, our upset stomachs and dizzy cerebrums were crying for adventures that were of a tamer nature.  So we decided to go tour the chocolate factory.

Warner (who WILL marry someone I am related to) decided to come with us and be our native tour guide.

Nothing against our native tour guide, but we were somehow led to believe the chocolate factory was, well, cool.  It turned out it was more like a giant chocolate gift shop.  With an empty factory portion.

But they did have some yummy samples.  Chocolate macadamia nut shortbread?  Yes, please.

Word to the wise, don't try the lavender shortbread.

After the "factory" we tried to see the zoo in order to make all Kelly's dreams come true (she LOVES zoos), despite Warner claiming it was a waste of our time (they have a cross-eyed siberian tiger named Namaste!  I want to know his definition of waste of time.).

Unfortunately, the zoo had already closed.  But there were tons of roosters walking around which naturally turned into a rooster chase featuring Warner vs. Jen.

Final Score, Warner: 0  Jen: 0  Roosters: 1.

This is Adrienne watching the rooster chase.  Is she bored or still recovering from her helicopter sickness?  I'll let you decide.

But if there's one thing that cheers Adriennebaby up, it's a photo shoot.

Jeep II looked so good every where we went.  I often found myself taking more pictures of it than the scenic areas of Hawaii.  Oops.

Since the zoo was closed, Kelly's dreams were crushed.  So we decided to go to the ukulele store in order to make all her other dreams come true.

These are the ukuleles:

And this was a fascinating ukulele customer.  Fashion: grey fedora, gages, child size leather cowboy vest, gun holders sans guns, skinny jeans, studded belt, and a rat's tail.  I say H-O-T to that, but I'll let you decide.

Warner is a music prodigy and the ukulele is his specialty so he was there to help Kelly pick out a good one.

It turns out, all of Adrienne's secret dreams involved owning her own ukulele, so she bought one too.

In order to complete the band(wagon), Jen got one too.  By the time we left the store, I was the only one who did not own a ukulele. 

But I was the only one who got a picture of this.  Cooler than a ukulele?  I'll let you decide.

After the ukulele store, we went to a Walmart to make all Jen's dreams come true.  She still needed to turn in her grades online and needed a place with free wifi.

We spent a little time at Ross Dress For Less across the street, where Adrienne and I shopped and Kelly and Warner played with my camera:

We spent over TWO hours waiting at Walmart for poor Jen to finish turning in her grades.  Walmart is the last place you want to spend so much/any time at while on a once in a lifetime trip to paradise.  Walmart is the epitome of pure, generic, commercial boredom.  

Then again, maybe it wasn't.  I'll let you decide.