Any excuse I can find to jet to a Neighbor Island, I’ll take it.
I love that we can jump on a plane and, in about half an hour, be somewhere a little different for the day.
On Wednesday my mom and I flew to the Big Island to spend a day in Kailua-Kona, my mom’s hometown. And we had a full schedule of hiking, shopping and, of course, eating.
My only goal for the trip was to hit Manago Hotel in Captain Cook for dinner — and pork chops. Believe it or not, my mom, who hails from Honaunau, has never eaten there.
That’s just not right!
So here’s what our 12 hours in Kona looked like: