We made it! We did we did! Or as Marlowe would say: “I did it!!”. Good job, Marlowe, you did it (she really did, that girl deserves a million kisses and thanks). We’re here. And it’s beautiful. The journey was long, very long. A six hour time difference is kind of a big jump, but we actually seem to be right on schedule, and we’ve only had one full night here… so… so far, so good. We arrived before sunrise on Wednesday morning (4:45 am, Hawaii time. 10:45 am east coast time) and we both managed to stay awake until a proper nap time, but of course, spent the first day almost completely out of it. I attempted to push through it and make dinner, but really, I was a walking zombie, and should have just zonked out. I only slept an hour (two, max), the night before, while traveling! There doesn’t seem to be a necessary adjustment time here (except maybe, getting accustomed to the food). It just is what it is. I’m not completely one hundred percent with it yet, but it’ll only get better, once a routine is built, and I get into the swing of things. I’m really loving the weather out here. The weather feels more like home. Sunny like Florida, but not excessively (dreadfully) hot. There is no AC, but it’s totally not needed. Thank you, perfect breeze. Marlowe is loving the kids, the baby (“bahhbeeee”), all the new toys, and the beach. I’m loving that we’re here, we’re actually, really here. It’s not a dream, we made it.
Marlowe’s hairbow c/o cutiedooty
I’ll be back with stories of traveling alone, across America (and the pacific ocean), with a toddler… and with an overload of kid and beach photos. Like, seriously, if you don’t like pictures of kids and babies, playing in the perfect, postcard image environment, then I don’t know what to tell you. I don’t know, I just don’t know, you’ve be warned.