Tina (6), Napoleon (11) and Josephine (9) develop some prime Maui real estate.
There were plenty of amazing Hawaii moments with the Marshall clan, from the 6-foot shark Bill and I accidentally came across while snorkeling too far from the boat (yikes), the 6.5-mile mountain hike I thought might kill me (more about that later), the mouth-watering meals (Weight Watchers who?), the giant sea turtles we swam with ...
But I'm not sure it gets much better than sand castle day.
The six of us woke up early one morning and went down to the beach with one goal in mind: erect the coolest sand castle ever. We had no plan, no one was in charge, and everyone participated. We just started working, and after two hours of toting water, sculpting sand and scavenging palm fronds, we'd finished our mansion. It began with a grand entrance near the water, included moat-protected pathways leading up to a common area, and then featured both a bridge and final ramp that led to the Master Suite. We even had a jail (just in case).
Nobody walked past our castle without stopping to comment. Kids gawked. Tourists took pictures. We basked in the glow as if we were the Maui Trumps.
I'm incredibly grateful that Samantha and Bill would take me along on such a beautiful vacation. The snorkeling, the hiking, the food, the hotels - it was all perfect. Being so completely accepted as one of the family was even better.
The castle's common area. In the background, you can see the ramp leading up to the Master Suite.
Once Napoleon found out there's a secret underground jail in Disneyland that some call "The Mouse House," he made one for our castle by digging a deep pit and covering it with palm fronds. He and I now have a plan to visit Disneyland (neither of us have ever been) and figure out an acceptable crime that will get us thrown in the real Mouse House. Any suggestions?
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