Sweet treat

Annabelle enjoyed a little (nonalcoholic) refreshment at the Hale Koa pool bar:





Later she and Mike took a dip in the ocean:

Movin' on up

The Inn at Schofield Barracks is a perfectly nice facility, but it's no Waikiki hotel, and I was determined to make our transition to Hawaii as luxurious as possible. After several missions of polite yet determined sniveling at the front desk, I was rewarded on our first full day in Hawaii with a statement of nonavailability. This official documentation that there was indeed No Room At The Inn was our ticket to relocating to the Hale Koa where the view from our balcony looked like this in one direction:



and like this in the other:

Aloha, Hawaii!

After 2 years at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, we moved our family courtesy of the US Army to the island of Oahu:



Our friends Tim and Susan met us at the airport with leis (of flowers for the grownups and candy for the kids) and took us to The Inn at Schofield Barracks where I immediately began plotting for a statement of nonavailability, which would entitle us to move to the Hale Koa, the Armed Forces Recreation Center right on Waikiki.