A hole. Just big enough for an adult male to swim through and make it to the other side gasping for air. And it beckoned for my attempt. I would have to hold my breath for, at tops, a minute and a half, and once I was half way in, there was no turning back. About ten feet under water and twelve feet long, this wonder of a tunnel had an eerie darkness to it and yet I had to do it. I had to swim through it. I took my breath and headed down. As I pulled myself through the entrance, I kicked my feet as hard as I could, immediately thinking of the consequences to this mini self-contest I had started against myself. Once around the rigid corner I could see a glimpse of light near the end of the tunnel. It was beautiful, like something you would have seen in a movie or a dream. I finally made it and pushed myself up off the coral exit only to take in something I had lacked for the past minute and fifteen seconds. It was the most exhilarating thing I had ever done. Vacationing Hawaii was an exhilarating experience because it showed me all the beauty I had been missing in my life.
             My first day at the big island, otherwise known as Hawaii, was catching up day. My family and I had flown nearly twelve hours total to get there, so naturally, we wanted to sleep. It felt great and while resting I began to think of all the cool things we were going to be doing for the next two weeks. My family had always been talking about taking a trip to Hawaii, but I never believed we would.
             After our day of pure sleep, we set out to take on our first trip into the main city (the size of a town) called Kona. This city had one main road that ran parallel with the ocean; but it had the best of shops and the finest of resorts. Upon entering, my family and I noticed the Kona City Beach Park. This was the main tourist beach in the area, but there was still a very small crowd of people. So we decided to spend the day there.
             I couldn't believe how clear...