Day 3- Jim - The Quest continues...

Kelley hit the Vendor Show with me at the Convention Center. Now, if you’ve never been to one of these, the whole point is the accumulation of as much free crap as possible (while well aware that almost all of it will be left in your hotel room cause who wants to carry all that crap). Kelley had never been and practically squealed with glee, not realizing this show was maybe 25% of normal size.
After that we headed back to the North Shore to try once again for our Giovanni’s Shrimp. Surprisingly, we had enough forethought to call and make sure they were open on Mondays and find out what time. Pretty Good Shrimp. The Shrimp Scampi had been cooked in so much garlic that it had caramelized on the shells. Not quite the Holy Grail or Fire but damn, damn tasty.
Then it was Pearl Harbor and the Arizona Memorial. Now those of you who know us well, probably know how Kelley and I feel about Memorials and such, not because of any lack of importance in what they represent but more for the crystallized sentimentality that tends to be their medium. Transation: we’re afraid of cheese and not big on stage-managed reverence. But the Arizona Memorial is tremendous. It’s informative and solemn and appropriately reverent.
Then it was onto the Luau which I’ll leave to Kelly.