Here's the backyard of the house. See the Sea? I shun the ocean. The water was murky. I didn't trust it. Never trust the ocean. Seriously. Don't do it.
That little red blip in the middle just above the horizon is one of those surf kites. Surfing while kite flying. Two great tastes! Those things were /everywhere/ zipping along this beach. Reason being - this is one of the best places in the world for the sport, I'm told. Go figure.
My very wise Uncle said, "People come to Hawaii thinking they will remember the ocean. But it is the mountains they remember." Case in point. These things are HUGE. Black rock sprinkled with green vegetation and rising like WALLS across the island. "There is the ocean. There are the mountains. All the people live on the tiny strip of land between." Totally true. In some places this strip of land is so narrow they can barely fit the 2 lane road that circles the island. It's weird. I mean the thing that really astounded me about the mountains (and I said this to everyone there) was that people /leave them alone/. If they had been in my state people would have been climbing them, knocking holes in them, and ordering their houses built up there.
"I want my house THERE. I don't care how. I pay other people to think about those things. Make it happen!"