Holy crap- I can surf!

I surfed. I was apparently quite good at surfing. My instructor said I was good, and I actually believed him. I was able to get up on the board and ride it in quite a way.

Jack and I took a surf lesson together, and I managed to look more or less like I knew what I was doing. It was truly a good time. Our instructor was a guy named Jason who was blond wth a deep bronze tan. I paddled out and surfed in a few times. The lesson was an hour long, but I packed it in a few minutes early because my arms were tired of paddling. 

It was pretty great- I was successful right away, and I was so surprised that I did it all correctly. 

After we wrapped it all up, we were all pretty hungry. I suggested that we go to Mike's Huli Huli chicken and get some carry out food. It was wonderful chicken, amazing Kalua pork and awesome macaroni salad. Mike's is a permanently parked collection of food trucks on the side of the road. Looks strange, but everything tastes great. 

I have no idea what we're up to tomorrow. We may go to the North Shore or to Pearl Harbor. I'm happy either way. Here are some awesome surf photos in the meantime, though. 

Doing pretty well

Surprised at how well I'm doing 

Mike's Huli Huli chicken