Oahu: North Side

We took a trek one day along the North Shore.  The waves weren't that high, but we found a spot with some huge spray and big rocks.  This particular day was a very sad one for me though, because my favorite flip flops died.  I've had them for years and years and years.  They had seen me through painting the INN office, going on mission trips, walking in a flooded bathroom, and a myriad of other scrapes I managed to get myself into.  I almost shed a lone tear.  However, I happened to be right next to a general store and went in to joyously discover a replacement pair.  Definitely not the same, but they sufficed to allow me to continue my journey.