As we spent our last morning and few hours on Hawaii, we talked over a fresh Hawaiian pineapple about what a great vacation we had and how it was one of our favorite personal trips ever (right up there for me with Alaska and Croatia). After we dropped off the rental car, we parted our separate ways as C-Lo flew back to Virginia and I made my 11-hour trek back to south Florida. Someone told me on the flight over that they’ve actually seen passengers crying as they leave Hawaii. And although I was able to keep it together, I was very sad to say goodbye to the closet place to paradise I’ve ever been to. Usually, after an 11-day trip, I can’t wait to get back home. But C-Lo and I were actually discussing how we could move here and live, as we both fell in love with Hawaii. We’re already talking about going back next year. Aloha!

A chronological journey of my Hawaii trip: