Hawaii...maybe not.

No, it's not Hawaii, just the parking lot of the clubhouse on Luau night.  We had a really terrific dinner, thanks to the many volunteers who work together to put it on every year.  There was dancing afterward but I went over to the little clubhouse/library to play cards with Sylvia, Gail, and Kathy.  It makes me a little uncomfortable to be at a dance unescorted because the husbands there feel obligated to dance with the widow ladies and it's not much fun.

One of the places I really would like to see is the real Hawaii but it won't break my heart if that never happens.