Fornicating Gnomes…

1700 10/3/17 Position: N 21 18.09 W157 51.94 (HNL)

1830 10/4/17 Position: N 21 16.02 W157 53.58

Poi is not all it’s cracked up to be!
Spam macadamia nuts. NO!

Cocoa in the raw tastes pretty good!
At the Royal Hawaiian cutting up pineapples
I guess he liked that I was taking photos, he gave us this plate of pineapple slices!
Surfers have some pretty rad rides. Even if he’s handicapped.
HNL as we leave at sunset.
Diamondhead as we leave.

I’m a little behind on my blog, but then how much can I write when we have 10 out of 12 sea days?

But, we did spend two days in HNL and we had a wonderful time eating our way around Oahu with “North Shore Food Tour” ( It was a bit of a negative that we had to sit in the back of the van, four people across but it could have been worse. We got to try the staple of Hawaii, poi. Poi is—well, it’s been described as tasting like library paste (one wonders how people know what library paste tastes like)—pretty tasteless. But it’s apparently very nutritious and easy to digest (it is the perfect baby food) and, at least in HI, readily accessible. Will I search it out on the mainland. Well, no. But I’m glad I tried it and it seems more fun to eat when surrounded by the Pacific Ocean and frangipani blossoms! We saw a lot of Oahu and ate a lot of local foods and came back to the ship in pretty much of a food coma. Missed dinner completely. We were asleep by about 2030.

Day Two in HNL we rented a car, a convertible of course, and managed to get lost in the Enterprise eight-story parking garage. Other than that, we had a wonderful time running errands to Costco (new computer) and AAA and driving around. Randy doesn’t quite get the concept that we have maps available on our phones—he’d rather spread out a six-foot wide paper map and block the driver’s view of the road; much more fun than just saying “OK, Google, where’s Costco?”

After getting the chores out of the way, we succeeded in finding the Pali Lookout with its spectacular view over the area east of HNL.

We also found a sort-of OK sandwich joint, Timmy T’s and generally just enjoyed driving around the island.

Back to the ship for a sail out of the harbor and another five days at sea until we get to Pago Pago.

1700 10/5/17 Position: N 13 30.65 W 160 50.88

1700 10/6/17 Position: N 07 46.18 W 163 01.15

1700 10/7/17 Position: N 01 13.24 W 165 16.37

So we spend our days going to computer classes, and listening to speakers who are both good and bad. We have apparently kept our good speaker, Judson Croft, and acquired an even worse speaker (Dr. Cluny MacPherson) than the one we dropped off in HNL (Dr. Lawrence Kuznetz, from NASA). Dr. MacPherson is lecturing on the history of the Pacific islands mostly since World WarII but that rather boring (to me) topic is not why I think he’s bad. His use of PowerPoint could be the “bad” example to Judson’s “great” example. Judson has lots of photos, not very many words on his PowerPoints. Cluny has almost nothing but words in bulleted lists. Bad, bad, bad! Did I mention boring?

Our minister in our dinner group, Joe, continues to entertain us with stories from his ministerial past. From his second funeral where the widow said, “No, he’s not supposed to be cremated, he’s being buried right after the service” and there was no grave dug and Joe had to vamp while they dug. And the time he and Betty decided to play a trick on his intern. The intern had put a garden gnome in his yard. Joe and Betty bought 20 identical garden gnomes and added one each night to the intern’s garden. About three or four nights into this, the intern exclaimed, “My gnomes are fornicating!”

You can’t make this stuff up!

Lastly, we and three other cabins have no air conditioning. Nor have we had any A/C for the past four days. No solution in sight. We have a fan. I’m so happy.

Author: Pam

I am 76 years old, have been married for 55 years (all to the same man!), and we both love to travel. I am also a bit of a photo nut and you’ll usually see me with a camera in hand or hanging from my shoulder. Being an RN was my career (and raising 2 children to be awesome adults) and being a pilot was my husband’s career. Now, it’s travelling! By train, ship, car, RV (or campervan if you are Australian), and occasionally airplane—if we can’t get there any other way.