Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Aloha, Heading to Maui on the Superferry!

Vehicles are stowed in the white area. The passenger deck is the light blue area pictured above.

This weekend we sailed on the Hawaii Superferry from our island of Oahu to the island of Maui. The three hour trip was far more relaxing than boarding a plane, even for a forty minute flight to Maui. We packed our car with luggage, stroller, beach gear, and Hubby's scuba equipment. My car was the Farmer family's fifth passenger. We left our home, drove onto the Superferry, and drove right off in Maui. What a relief to avoid the hassle of airport parking, security lines, x-ray machines, the elusive and limited $2 luggage cart, boarding the rental car shuttle, and installing the car seats all over again!!

We hit the vehicle entrance line at 4:40am. At the first stop, our car was inspected by using large mirrors and flashlights to make sure there wasn't anything illegal or dangerous underneath. You'll never guess what this lady is looking for under my hood. If you guess correctly post a comment and let me know. She is looking for seeds that may have fallen under my hood. Cross pollination of species between islands can compromise the environment. Certain species are specific to particular islands.

At the next inspection point, we rolled down our window and handed over our IDs and confirmation code. In return we received boarding passes. The last inspection point was a random vehicle and passenger check. We were not inspected, though! Finally, we were among the last cars to board just after 6am. So much for picking the right lane. It worked out in the end, since we were one of the first cars off the ferry.

Once aboard, we chose from three gargantuan passenger cabins. Hubby and Son2 settled into seats, and Son1 and I aimed toward the viewing decks. We caught the sun rising over Waikiki and Diamond Head. The sun was luminous over the water. It was breathtaking. The deck was very occupied yet hushed. Some people used tripods and multiple lenses with their cameras. Some couples stood linked arm in arm. Son1 stood with his shoulders between my fingers and whispered to me all that he observed.


Immediately it struck me how I yearned for him to remember this day, to remember the sun rising in the East over the ocean, and the beauty of the moment. I leaned down and asked him if he would remember today. In the quiet morning I recalled different Psalms praising the Creator, and offered my own silent praises. For a few instants we chatted about Who had made all that we were observing. After we passed the Oahu landmarks we went in to check on the rest of the fam. Hubby found us seats in front of one of the many flat screens mounted on the wall. But with so many kids on board, the boys wanted to follow the action at the Manta Cove, where all of the keiki were hanging out. This was a designated play area and movie area for kids.I had brought snacks, but we were sitting so close to one of the three dining areas, that we just couldn't resist. Hubby loves pork manapuas. A manapua is a meat filled cake, or steamed bun, that you might see on a Chinese dim sum cart. Manapua is the Hawaiian word for this Chinese bun. These buns were introduced by the Chinese when they were brought to Hawaii as plantation workers. In Hawaii they are filled with different fillings. (Around Thanksgiving they are even pumpkin filled!)
Son2 loves bananas. They sold fresh fruit, but not bananas. So the cashier insisted she had one in her lunch, stowed in the employee area. She offered it to Hubby and Son2 and refused to take any money for it. Hubby slipped some money in the tip jar anyway. But that's what you can expect from local folks, much aloha. It would have been rude not to take it.Now this was the absolute crown jewel of the menu, the kalua pork nachos. These were the most delicious nachos Hubby and I had ever eaten. Kalua pork is salted and slow smoked. The nachos were also topped with pineapple chunks but they are hard to see in the picture.

We chose seats near a door that led to the decks. We rotated children, and took turns on the outdoor lanais. The Maui coastline came into view. The coast rose out of the ocean and seemed to touch the sky.


We were here! Within a few minutes all passengers with vehicles were called to the lower decks, even though we were still sailing on the water. We grabbed our stuff and grabbed our kids. It was a little tough to get to our car. The cars on the Superferry are jammed closely together. There are no parking stalls, and the cars are parked so tight! I couldn't get in on my side of the car. I couldn't fit between the cars to get to my door. There is only about 6 inches between these cars, from my rear bumper, to his door. It looks wider in the picture, though, because we held the camera above our heads to take the picture. I climbed through the opposite side to my seat.

Being the last to load had it's advantages. We were one of the first cars off the ferry, and onto Maui!

Don't Ask for Pineapple

Hubby offered to meet up with someone on the mainland and bring chocolate covered macadamia nuts. He hasn't seen or talked to this person in over three years. The person asked for pineapple. Now this is a very removed acquaintance, but they did send a truckload of gifts when we had Son1. Yup, it's been that long since he has seen this person.

He stood in the Honolulu airport staring at pineapple. At Costco the very same pineapples are $2.79 each. These were $24.99 for three pineapples. Pineapples that travel outside of Hawaii must be agriculturally inspected, approved, and specially boxed. An airport purchase was his only option. While he stared at the pineapple, an elderly lady asked Hubby to help pick the best box of fresh pineapple. I am sure this was because Hubby looks so local. She was sooo grateful. She was so grateful that Hubby did not even hesitate and asked her to sell him just one pineapple. She quickly agreed! She only wanted a single pineapple anyway. So now Hubby is traveling over 4,000 miles with a sweet and spikey companion! If you want souvenirs it's either chocolate macadamia nuts or Kona coffee, folks!

Monday, May 26, 2008

Live Blogging From the Hawaii Superferry

Aloha from the Hawaii Superferry! Blogging to you LIVE from the open ocean, on our way from Maui. Here is the view....
From the open deck...

Much aloha from the Farmer Family! Hope your Memorial Day is a blessed one!

Friday, May 23, 2008

Aloha and Mahalo

When someone is promoted or retires from the military, they often host their own party. In Hawaii, whether someone is military or not and leaving the island, often they throw an Aloha and Mahalo party, meaning, a goodbye and thank you party. Guests wear aloha wear (Hawaiian shirts for men, and patterns for women). Those departing are honored with leis from multiple guests.

This night was a multiple family celebration. Twenty years ago, M graduated from the Naval Academy. That same day, he married his wife. Now, he is retiring from the military, celebrating his 20th wedding anniversary, and two of his children will finish high school this week. His retirement ceremony was part of the party. As he said, that was only part of the celebration. He then called up two of his children. His daughter who is graduating has been our long time babysitter. It is no secret that we are her favorite family that she babysits for at church. When her parents announced they were retiring on the mainland and not in Hawaii, she said, "Fine! I'll just move in with the Farmers!" Our kids love her and her siblings. We are sad to see them go. Not only did she sit for my kids, she painted my walls while they were sleeping. Some days she cleaned my blinds, and other days my kitchen. She spent the night so we could run in the Great Aloha Run, and another time so we could get away for my birthday in Waikiki. Her parents, brothers, and sister have such servant hearts. I wonder if someone will say that of all of my children one day. I hope so. On the way to their big celebration, I explained to Son1 that this was the last time he would see her. "Mommy, can I give her a big bear hug?" Now this was my kind of shin dig. It was of the fancy shmancy sorts, but sweetly enough, many families had lots of children. Lots of kids means a lot of self entertainment. We were one of 2 families there with only 2 children. We were still a little skeptical about behavior with all of the presentations, and took a seat at a table away from other folks. Two other couples deemed themselves brave and insisted on sitting with us, anyway. Plus, we all know one another pretty well.Now, just to prove we are good parents, both of my children had virgin pina coladas.
You know how I find things out? Because I ask. These dolphins are made of lard, sculpted by the kitchen staff. Spotlight on carved lard. Don't you love it?And because I love to ask, I got the heads up on the cream Bavarian lilikoi (passion fruit) cheesecake for dessert. If these desserts cost me one larger clothing size when I see my family in a few weeks, I am not going to care. I knew that when I treated myself to seconds!!! But come on. I probably am not going to live in Hawaii forever. Sniff, sniff. When opportunities like this present themselves, I am not vain enough about my body to say no. At least I didn't have the black chocolate forest cake. I left that on my plate.The entertainment was a show called the Polynesian Review. It began with the ancient Hawaiian tradition of blowing conch shells as a greeting. There are so many ethnicities represented in Hawaii. While there are some festivities that are truly Hawaiian, truly local to the islands, there are others that are celebrated because they too have had such a strong local influence. The first dance was Tahitian hula. Hula dances tell stories through the art of dance. Tahitian hula movements are intense, the drums are intense, and the shouts from the dancers are intense. The more the crowd encourages the dancers, the faster their hips swing. I must admit I cracked up at the thought of my friend DP being the only haoule (pronounced how-lee, meaning historically Caucasian, now means anyone not local to Hawaii, and is generally not derogatory) girl in her UH Tahitian dance class. Um, I get what she meant now. My, oh my...Soon things switched up to a more gentle hula that comes from the Hawaiian island of Maui, with gourds and bamboo sticks. This hula was accompanied by ukuleles. Just about the time this Maui hula dance was in full swing, pun intended, we decided to split like bananas. Son2 was giving me the signs that he was feeling the effects of being awake more than two hours past bedtime. We said more alohas and more mahalos and headed home!

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Look What I Found!

I had to get to my car before my husband. Tomorrow our family is taking the Superferry from Oahu to Maui for Memorial Day weekend, and my car is going, too. And he has this thing for clean cars. Ooooh and he gets that silent frustration over the Mommy-mobile. Rocks in My Dryer is hosting a clean out your car carnival, and list your treasures. Now let me qualify this by saying I have a minivan (read: lots of room for treasures to get buried) and I live on an island (read: must have all kinds of crazy necessities available at all times in the event of an emergency SAHM mental health beach day, emergency child crisis, or emergency unlikely tsunami). So here is what I found:
  • 1 pair of my fancy shoes (left in the car, because I was walking in my house barefoot, like everyone else on the island, good reason to leave in the car!)
  • 3 bottle caps to water bottles
  • 1 Costco coupon booklet
  • 1 hairbrush
  • 1 opened hand lotion
  • 2 almost finished 50 oz bottles of water
  • 1 almost finished 16 oz bottle of water
  • 1 macy's receipt
  • 1 Elmo toothbrush
  • 1 Lightening McQueen ball cap
  • 1 beach hat
  • 1 package of baby wipes
  • 1 baby powder (excellent for removing sand from your children at the beach, it falls off)
  • 1 nail clippers
  • 1 Robeez (other is in the house)
  • 2 sets of Mickey Mouse birthday ears
  • 1 tube of sunscreen
  • 1 lonely wooden block
  • 1 prized Bear (that's his name, he is Son2's lovie)
  • 1 portable high chair that needs to be cleaned
  • 1 swimmer diaper size small (way too small for my 14 month old)
  • 1 hard copy address book
  • 2 life jackets
  • 1 inflatable wand
  • 4 Costco photo envelopes
  • 1 pair of scissors
  • 1 empty water bottle (see I do actually finish them)
  • 1 yard of metallic green material
  • 1 votive candle holder
  • 1 lonely cheerio
  • this week's dinner menu list
  • 2 kickboards
  • 2 liter rubbermaid container for water
  • medical forms
  • baby hat
  • teether
  • 2 stroller buddies
  • 1 diaper a size too small now
I split 6 books in the seat pockets behind the driver and passenger seats for my kids because they have so far to sit in a car on an island and read books. Well, they really do actually both think they are reading. I took out two crinkly soft books because Son2 won't read those now. He thinks they are too babyish for him, even though they are fancy. HA! He will only read board books.

Clean out your car today! What's in YOUR car?

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Wahiawa Pineapple Festival

Son1 and I attended the Wahiawa Pineapple Festival together. Hubby was home writing more grad school papers, and Son2 was taking a much needed nap after breakfast at Sandy's.

Wahiawa is a little town on the way to the North Shore. It was here that Del Monte company first grew and canned pineapple in 1902. In July 1900, James Drummond Dole won a government auction for 61 acres of land. He built the Dole cannery next to his pineapple fields in Wahiawa and packed his first cans in 1903. By 1904, Wahiawa was known as "The City of Pines". Some years ago, the Wahiawa Pineapple Festival came to be.

Another major pineapple company is the Maui Gold Company. Thought the company has been in existence since the 1900s, it took them nearly 80 years of hybridization to develop this particular pineapple variety. It has only been sold for the last 12 years. These pineapples have 3x the Vitamin C, are juicier, and less acidic.


Do you love their float with the surf boards and hula skirt for the truck? In Hawaii, parade floats give out goodies. I never imagined we would get whole pineapple.
Son1 clutches his pineapple gift


We also got pineapple from the folks on the Dole float. Below, behind the costume pineapple is a papaya tree. It must have been at least twelve feet tall. The Dole float was a plantation theme, with a fruit stand. That is how Dole first started in Hawaii, as a road side stand. If you look between the two girls in the yellow Dole shirts you will see the word Dole. The letters are all made of fresh island flowers in a lei fashion. Below the pineapple characters are real pineapple plants. This is a children's ukulele band. A ukulele is a Hawaiian small instrument derived from the Portuguese guitar in the 19th century. It only has four strings, and is played by plucking. Most traditional Hawaiian music incorporated the ukulele.

Wahiawa is just outside of Schofield Barracks, the army post on this side of the island. Mahalo Nui Loa means thank you from the heart in Hawaiian. To the right of the American flag is the red, white, and blue Hawaiian flag.

After the parade, Son1 and I made our way to the festival held in the community park. The camera was left in the car. That's too bad. I didn't get pictures of the pineapple salsa or the pineapple chocolate dipping station, or any of the other free pineapple food. But my biggest regret was not taking pictures of the Chinese lion dance, because I learned so much, including feeding the lion with money.

The Chinese lions were accompanied by drums, a gong, and cymbals. These instruments are the voices of the lions, and set the mood for the lion dancers. The lion dance is performed by two dancers, one at the head, and the other at the tail. There were two lions. When they began dancing, and when they finished, they bowed to one another, three times each. These particular lions (by their facial features) were male. When there is more than one lion dancing, one lion is the alpha male, and the other follows suit. This wasn't too hard for these lions, since one lion was danced by adults, and the smaller lion was danced by keiki (children in Hawaiian). The lion cub copied everything the alpha lion did. Neither lion turns his back on the other, as a means of respect, and also civilization and tameness. As the lions dance by, it is common to give the lion money, to bring good fortune. This particular dance organization is a non-profit that preserves Chinese culture, so any money they receive goes into their dance club fund.

Son1 really wanted to feed the lion, so I handed him a dollar. When the lion danced by he became so timid. The instruments were very, very loud! He watched another little girl feed the lion a dollar through his mouth. Son1 felt brave instantly, and headed toward the head of the lion. The lion's head dropped low to the ground, as part of the dance. He missed Son1's hand! The dance jumped up high, and extended the lion's head far above his own head. As he came down, a boy reached through the mouth of the lion, and clasped the dollar from Son1's hand. He absolutely loved it!

Sailing from Waikiki

Hubby's colleague invited our family on their 34 foot sailboat. We sailed from Waikiki down to Diamond Head and back. Diamond Head is the famous inactive volcanic cone. It is a major landmark on our island.
The hosts suggested that Son1 sit on this little triangular seat outside the stern of the boat. Hubby and I exchanged looks. There weren't exactly any seat belts, and well, Son1 is an active three year old. And we were on the open water. Son1 scrambled up there faster than we could consider the consequences!!

We headed toward Diamond Head. See the clouded look? Vog traveled 240 miles to our island, from the Big Island, where the only active volcano in Hawaii is emitting sulfur dioxide. In the foreground you see a wahine outrigger team (wahine, pronounced wah-hee-nay, is the Hawaiian word for female). The wahines had just pulled ahead of a men's team during a practice session and all of the folks on sailboats cheered as they paddled by. Outrigger canoe teams compete all over the Hawaiian Islands.
Son1 made himself quite comfortable, and helped himself to the wheel. Son2 was busy fighting the evils of the life jacket. Per coast guard regulations, children twelve and under must wear life jackets at all times. There is a fine if children are not compliant with the life jacket regulation. Everyone tried to distract Son2, but that only lasted for a little while.

Hubby and I took turns downstairs with him in the cabin, where we rescued him from the evils of the life jacket.Meantime, Son1 found himself another seat, at the bow of the sailboat. YIKES! Thankfully, he hasn't seen the Titanic movie, and didn't attempt a Leonardo DiCaprio move.

There wasn't too far to run on a sailboat before Hubby caught up with him!