In Waikiki on the way back from a world trip. We had a day of being crazy tourists. They love a NZ singer from decades ago (John Rowles) in Hawaii for some reason - I think he used to play the resorts there, like a economy Elvis. So when one of his wonderfully catchy songs came on the radio in the hire car we turned up the volume and wound down the windows and sang along badly! Then DD and her dad had one last swim in the ocean in their undies Rest of journaling relates to title and is redacted as ... yeah
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