After pineapple land, we found a Wal-Mart. It looked pretty much like every other Wal-Mart, except there were a couple of aisles of Hawaii souveniers and some of the food products were stuff you'd only see there. Instead of "thank you" for shopping at Wal-Mart, it was "Mahalo" for shopping at Wal-Mart. I quickly adopted "Mahalo" into my vocabulary, finding it kind of fun to say, even more fun than "aloha." We got breakfast bars, bread, peanut butter and jelly, a proper road map, flip flops for Chris, a case of beer, a boogie board and sunscreen. What more could one need?
We then found ourselves to be extremely hungry and started looking for a restaurant. We had our choice between fast food and Chili's. I hate eating at chain restaurants on vacation, but sometimes you have no choice, so Chili's it was. Man, that place was expensive. Everything was $12 and up. I guess that's the price you have to pay for eating food that had to be shipped there through the Pacific Ocean.
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