The rest of the Baby Moon was fun. They had great food and made new friends. Mommy and Daddy walked to the top of a large hill to see a lighthouse. Being the adventurous bunch that they are they snorkeled in a rocky spot called Shark's Cove. That was fun. Mommy floated in water (in between rocks) looking at fish. I thought I was going to be born in Hawaii a few times esp. when she almost fell a few times trying to get out of the water. It's not easy, they say, to walk on slippery rocks with snorkeling fins and a 7th month pregnant belly.
But the best part of the trip was the Polynesian Cultural Center. Mommy and Daddy went (on the only day of their trip to be slightly cold and rainy) to the PCC to learn more about eight different Polynesian cultures/islands and to enjoy a luau and a show called "Ha, the Breath of Life." There's a picture of the pig (poor thing) that was cooked in an under ground pit for the luau and a video on Ha. The Ha story was about a baby (like me) being born and his journey through life. They had pretty women dancing, guys doing all kinds of things with fire, and lots of singing. But the part that I was awake for was the drumming. When the drummers were drumming I was kicking hard and fast as I could. It was fun. I think I need a drum set.
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