The best places to visit in April.
Get ready to pack your bags and explore. Discover the top destinations to visit in April and create unforgettable memories.

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The best places to visit in April.
Get ready to pack your bags and explore. Discover the top destinations to visit in April and create unforgettable memories.
I wasn’t laying down here, but this view is new. Well. Relatively speaking.
Here’s some more laying down. This was after we went paddleboarding for 1.5hrs. It was more tiring than I expected, and I got more clarity on my relationship with the water. I was somewhat in denial about it, but I really don’t enjoy water sports. I love seeing the water. I love my feet in the water. I love watching people enjoy themselves in the water. I love thinking about the randomness and tumult of water movement and the vastness of the world in the ocean.
I do not love salt in my mouth, stepping on rocks, thinking a low-likelihood freak accident may happen to me, or waves making me feel like I don’t have control of my body. These things aren’t fun to me.
All the other stuff is great though!
I spent some time laying down in Hawaii. This instance was right 2mi of walking towards our Airbnb after the half marathon. We got tired so we laid down by the water. I took a 20min nap after recording this. Sasha facetimed his dad to talk about the race.
Here are some other photos I enjoyed but didn’t have any real categorization for.
Sasha and I didn’t get many photos together since I was behind the camera most of the time, but I don’t mind it much.
My last day in Waikiki was a day alone. Sasha had an early AM flight and I had the entire day to myself. I spent 4 hours sitting over an acai bowl, a book, and three coffee drinks. It was fantastic. I then walked up and down the beach for 3 hours aimlessly. I got really dark.
The night before the half marathon, Sasha and I had the most extraordinary dinner at Town, a restaurant Charlotte pointed us to. She met the sous chef, Chi, on a trip to Thailand some months ago, and introduced us to him via Instagram DMs. We would’ve never discovered this restaurant on Yelp, and we decided to take the bus to get to the spot.
The bread was amazing. The butter was rich. The gnocchi was perfectly spongey. The mushroom ravioli was lkfsdajl. The cocktails were perfectly made.
On our left sat a British couple — Marta and her uninterested husband. They moved to Oahu upon marriage and have lived there for 27 years. I don’t know anything about the husband because he seemed eager to go home the entire time, but Marta shared her stories of living in the East Village in NYC and in London growing up. She seemed incredibly happy living in Hawaii so long as she visited a mainland city or London at least once a year. It was cool to learn of that life choice and how it impacted her perspective of what her life was meant to be about.
We found our way to a monastery that Sasha was very excited to visit. Sitting in front of a beautiful landscape of foggy-topped hills, it has one of the most serene cemeteries I’ve ever been to.
A dizzying video of a few seconds of our run through the hills in Laguna Beach.