We arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii on the afternoon of July 1. The flight was a little long for Jimmy and he kept asking to go home, but he did manage to sleep long enough for me to watch a stupid Miley Cyrus movie. Also my pregnant feet did not agree with the long flight. They looked so fat I thought they might suddenly burst open. However, it was all totally worth it by the time we got there.
Jimmy did love that we got to sit right by the propeller (or turbine of whatever).
And once we could see the islands he was excited to go to "Hawowi."
Nana, Nano, and Aunt Angie all greeted us at the airport with traditional leis and Jimmy couldn't have been more excited to see them.
Aloha Tower in Honolulu.
(Sorry Nano, you only get credit for the Hospital; the house belongs to Nana.)
Tree right next to the house with really fun roots.