Place of Refuge. Don't the words make you think this is where you just get away and relax? No cares in the world? A nice spa and cabana boys? Not in Hawaii.
Place of Refuge was the historical equivalent to when we played tag when we were kids and we got to base. Only instead of playing tag with a bunch of kids, you're playing against Warriors with spears and you have nothing. If you don't make it to base, and they caught you, it was off with your head (or something equally repulsive). So much for relaxing.
Luckily, there are no longer warriors, so Place of Refuge is a pretty awesome place. The park was completely torn up by the tsunami, but, lucky for us, the reef outside the gate called "Two Step" (because of how the lava rocks make two steps into the ocean--for the record it's three steps though) was still thriving. We spent the morning in the water. Fish here are pretty darn big, and although the water wasn't particularly clear, it was still awesome.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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