Sunday we got up, ate cholesterol sandwiches, and drove out to Kualoa Ranch to sing the Jurassic Park theme song. Okay, that’s not really why we went out there, but I do get the urge to hum that tune every time we drive by. We were actually there because Geoff got us free tickets to the Hawaii Farm Fair. He knew there were going to be animals, and he wanted to get his hands on some of them.
While we were out there, he got to pet a horse, some sheep, a goat, and a couple of pigs. The cows weren’t interested, and the baby chicks were too far away to reach. You know how some women want to get pregnant every time they see a baby? I think that’s how Geoff is with chicks. I’m sure he was desperate to get more chickens all day. It’s just not possible, though.
The fair was a bit minuscule, and after wandering around for about an hour, we’d already seen everything there was to see. I felt bad because we’d driven all that way and there wasn’t really much to do. It was too hot to eat, so we didn’t even get to have lunch at one of the food trucks. I made up for it by taking everyone to Teddy’s for dinner. Geoff was ill later, though. I guess we won’t be going there again, which is a shame because I actually really like their food.
The heat is trying to slow us down. Are we an unstoppable force? Probably not. But we adventure on none the less.