Baby Travels | Hawaii Part 2 | The Best Views and Thoughts After Returning Home

The second part of our Hawaii travelogue.

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▼Part 2

Day 5.
When we opened the curtains, it was a beautiful sunny day!
It seems our determination that "we will definitely have clear skies at the end" paid off.

Since this is our last full day for sightseeing, our schedule is packed once again. Daughter, please bear with us today too.

We set off in our rental car while it was still dark early in the morning, heading to Leonard's Bakery. Surprisingly, they open at 5:30 AM.
Our goal, of course, was malasadas.
A guilty pleasure breakfast of eating two freshly made, fluffy malasadas first thing in the morning.

And driving while bathed in the morning sun was an incredibly luxurious time. My daughter was sleeping soundly right next to me.

The big event of the day was the Makapuu Lighthouse Trail.
The path is paved and easy to walk on; I even saw people visiting with strollers.
And above all, the location is perfect with the ocean right in front of you. I savored the happiness of being able to walk in this blessed environment from the quiet time when the sun began to rise.

Along the way, someone told us, "You can see whales," and when we strained our eyes toward the water, something definitely splashed. Then it blew a spout. This was an unexpected stroke of luck.

At the end of the path I wanted to keep walking on forever, there was an expansive ocean and a cute lighthouse. It wasn't too hot or too strenuous, just purely pleasant. I definitely want to come back here again.

In the afternoon, we went to Ho'omaluhia Botanical Garden. Surrounded by vast greenery, my daughter, who loves nature, was in the best mood of the entire trip.
I think it's unique to Hawaii that we could enjoy such large-scale, magnificent nature in such a compact way. I want to believe it was a good experience for my daughter as well.

We returned the rental car and headed to a restaurant near the hotel.
Our goal was the long-awaited happy hour!
After enjoying the great outdoors, the happiness of being able to enjoy beer and pizza while it was still bright out left us both speechless, only able to mutter, "So good... so happy..."

We ended the night with a second party at the hotel with "Donbei" instant noodles. There really is something you can only get from that dashi broth. It was a warm conclusion that made me feel that no matter where I go, I am Japanese.


The final day.
Since we had a midday flight, we were busy packing from the morning and headed to the airport early.

On the flight home, my daughter seemed to really like the bassinet; she grabbed the edges to rock it, sat in the bassinet smiling at us, and poked at the monitor next to her, enjoying the flight more than anyone else.
The flight attendants also kindly spoke to her every time they passed by, allowing us to finish the flight with peace of mind.

Back home, I look back on this trip once again.
My husband, who handled the preparations perfectly and took even better care of our daughter than I did, even while traveling.
My daughter, who, despite the hard schedule that didn't seem like it was for a 0-year-old, healed us with her smiles the whole time in a way that felt almost mysterious.
It was only possible because it was the three of us, and I want to go again because it's the three of us.

"There were some tough moments, but traveling abroad is surprisingly doable!"
This confidence might be the best souvenir I gained from this trip.