Today was the end of the road so nothing in particular planned for the day before we took our flight back to Honolulu and then the mainland in the mid-afternoon. Got all our stuff packed and organized in the morning before hitting the Ocean Seafood restaurant for a tasty lunch of wonton noodles. They give rather big portions there so keep in mind.

Afterwards, wandered around downtown Kailua-Kona (near the sea wall where the Ironman Triathalon takes place) and had some shaved ice (Waiola's back in Oahu was much better). Poked around the stores some in the area but since we weren't big on souvenirs, didn't get anything. Erin finally succeeded in pestering me enough about the coral graffiti that we had seen on Route 19 north so that we drove back up to the area to take another look. Stopped off the highway at one spot where Erin proceeded to scrounge around for and gather a modest pile of unused coral and rocks to create her own contribution to the area. She was pretty adamant about the whole thing, wouldn't take no for an answer. So there we were, two lone figures clambering around the crunchy lava flow under the hot mid-afternoon sun while cars whizzed by a dozen feet away and occassionally honked in recognition of what we were doing. In retrospect, it was a nice way to end our trip. Hopefully, our lil' piece will still be there years from now. We'll definitely take a look next time we're out here. A little after the 91 mile marker on Route 19 North.