fun in the sun

well this week has been nice but beleive it or not i'm getting a bit worn out. is it possible to have too much fun and sunshine?
a couple days ago we went to bellows beach. i used to go there a lot as a kid with my grandma nammy and various other family members - my mum has six brothers and sisters and there were many family gatherings with little erin. its not at all toursity at bellows, sometimes we'd be the only ones on the beach. its part of a US air force station and you need someone from the military to get in. it was no problem in the past considering dad, mom, granddad, and my uncles chris and bill were all in the air force/ army or coast guard. i remember the basic cabins that we'd all stay in three metres from the beach, it was windswept and peaceful. my uncle chris got married under the casuarinas and my grandmas ashes were scattered in the waves.
uncle bill's the only one still serving, so he let us all in. we went boogie boarding and while we were out in the waves my cousins steph and kayley told a cute story about when they were last boogie boarding there. they had floated around complaining about the lack of waves when they suddenly smelled nammys perfume, and a whole set of awesome waves came in. there were some great ones for us that day, too, it was cool fun.
so we swam and walked along the beach, which is surrounded by those beautiful and majestic hawaiian mountains, all volcanic and striking and green. we lay around in the sun, and played some beach soccer (i defended with my usual vigour, but had to leave the field injured after a devastating slide tackle to my sister, and my knee came off for the worse)
and we've been to waikiki twice - thats way touristy but still ok, the waters been really nice. katie went and had a surfing lesson and did really well, it was fun watching. i didnt bother i knew i'd suck.
we went to pearl harbour and saw the arizona memorial. they had quite a decent documentary about the whole pearl harbour attack, i thought it would be over the top yay-america but it was balanced, and moving. i expected to cry cos i always do with these type of things but i was fine.
and today we went back out to shark cove and this time we saw eight turtles! i've been really, really spoiled. the family are feeding me every night theres a different delight. its funny it's like being a kid again. mum and nick and my uncles etc (aka the old fogies) sit at one table and drink wine while my me and my siblings and cousins etc ( aka the kids) sit at another, just like old times, when our average age was 12, not 22. but hey, i'm not gonna complain its heaps of fun and soooo cruisy.