Reporting live from Oahu's North Shore...
Well, our fabulous tropical lay-in-the-sun-and-do-nothing vacation hasn't quite turned out as expected. We are now at the Turtle Bay Resort, whose website is much nicer than the hotel itself, unfortunately. I wouldn't care that much, except that it's been cloudy and raining like crazy. The hotel has been recently remodeled, so the paint, carpet and furniture are pretty new, but the whole place smells musty and has a very 70s vibe to it. For the cost, it's not as swanky as I had hoped.
We did go to a nearby town called Hale'iwa twice today, for breakfast and dinner. Rosie's Cantina had awesome French toast. Pizza Bob's had great garlic bread and Caesar salad, but only average pizza.
I managed to watch American Idol this week, a painful experience without TiVo to skip the commercials and inane ramblings of the "host", Ryan Seacrest. Stevie Wonder week was a bore - lots of sappy ballads and off-key singing. Apparently I missed the best performance of the night, by "rocker" Chris Daughtry, because TJ and I went downstairs to see the end of the Polynesian dancers at the fake luau at our hotel.