Woke up and spent some time in my passenger seat reading spot while Mike slept. We had to return the van by 3 pm. Before then we would have to clean it up and pack everything too. But no hurry . . .
I went for a last swim, washed off in fresh water, and then we left, since checkout time was 11 am. Drove back to the Wiamea Valley parking lot and had breakfast, finished off packing, and cleaned. Then went up to the visitor center again for bathroom.
It was raining quite hard at that point, so we lingered for a while. An older man was playing ukulele, and older woman was singing a Hawaiian song, and a beautiful young girl was hula dancing in the lobby, projecting such serenity. Such a nice send off.
We were back at Hawaii Surf Campers in no time and were greeted by Luke. They unlocked the safe, hurray! So we had our passports to go home with.
Luke drove us to the Honolulu Airport Hotel, through an absolute maze of flyovers and construction and freeways everywhere. So very glad I didn’t have to be navigator for that.
Our room was up on the third floor, with thrashing palm trees blocking the sight of freeways and construction. Sad to be leaving.
We ordered food, had showers, and reconnected to the internet. Did we miss anything??
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