New obsession: Beach Houses
I missed yesterday's post, because (island) pimpin' aint easy, friends. We spent the day at the beach-front home of a friend of the family, who graciously hosted us for lunch. And by hosted, I mean, roasted us an entire turkey for lunch.
I told Mike that I desire NOTHING MORE than to roast turkeys for house guests. At OUR BEACH HOUSE. True story.
The house is in Waianae, and sits mere feet away from these amazing tidepools. I have been here once before, I think? Back when I was in high school and WAY TOO COOL for things like beach houses, because I was more concerned with teasing my hair 5 inches high and memorizing all the lyrics to Atlantic Starr songs.
Amazing, how one's perspective changes?
Because this house is like HEAVEN. And I now desire to burn every picture taken of me and my flammable hair between the years of 1988--1994.
So. Let's talk for a second about the reef tide pools fronting the house, because they were an entire science curriculum for my kids. Initially, it was a TON of huge hermit crabs, because they are OBVIOUS--but closer inspection revealed many (MANY) of the critters pictured above: Sea Cucumbers. I seem to remember that they let their bowels slide when you pry them from their ocean home (defense tactic). Not the case with these, but they did pee a solid spray of ocean water out of an orifice. Not sure if it was a mouth or an ass--but does it REALLY matter, blogworld?
Not pictured? Our Sea Slug. But trust me, it was cool. And gelatinous.
Next tip: Snorkeling off the shallow reef produces LOTS of sea stars. Definitely true--they hide under flat rocks on the ocean floor. So as long as you aren't nervous about encountering an eel that will rip your face off when you wreck it's home? You'll find yourself pleasantly rewarded with these creatures that crawl all over your arms!